What can I truly say about a man who gave me everything without ever asking for anything in return? Two words consistently come to mind when I think of you: “simple” and “compassionate.”

Most people might take offense at being called “simple,” but you were the perfect example of how a man who lives simply has everything he truly needs. Whether it was going to the store for things like pork rinds, lottery tickets, or a cold beer, you always valued simplicity. You showed us the importance of moderation and never overindulging. As a child, I didn’t fully understand, but now as an adult, I get it. It was never about the items, but about the journey. I’ll always cherish those trips to the Buffalo Speedway corner store, where we’d pick up treats like Bomb Pops, Astropops, and—most importantly—Nutty Buddies. Sitting outside on that curb, sharing a treat with you, everything felt right in the world.

It didn’t matter how many hours you worked or what the cost was, your goal was always to ensure your family had everything they needed. You taught us to make the best of any situation, to never be afraid to ask for help, and to find creative solutions to our problems. And when we didn’t have what we needed, you always knew that those who truly loved us would step in, and we’d find a way through. Those were the moments I’ll remember forever.

Even with your busy schedule and multiple jobs, you always made time for us. Whether it was cooking your famous dressing, grilling up BBQ, or taking us to the park, you always made sure we were cared for. I'll miss your signature dishes—fried chicken, steak fries, pork chops, garlic bread, enchiladas, and frito pie. Every meal you made was seasoned with love, and that’s something I will forever hold dear.

Your excitement for life showed in everything you did. I remember watching you build things with your hands—like when you strung Christmas lights or made something out of wood. You inspired me with your creativity and taught me that it’s not about what you have, but what you make of it. Your love for Christmas sparked a similar love in me, because it was the one time of year when you let your inner child shine the brightest. You took joy in decorating the house, putting together gifts for us, and making sure we had the best memories. That childlike spirit you had is the most precious gift you’ve ever given me, and I carry that with me every day.

Daddy, you always met us where we were. You made everyone feel seen, heard, and loved. You were a social butterfly who never met a stranger, always making connections and offering compassion to anyone who crossed your path. Even in your final days, you showed us the power of compassion. You asked for the same love and kindness you’d always given, and in that moment, I realized how much you had sacrificed for others without ever asking for anything in return. You taught me the true meaning of unconditional love.

One of my favorite memories of you in the hospital was when you, despite everything you were going through, found joy in playing with my hoodie strings. You had that childlike spark in you until the very end, and that moment will forever be in my heart. You were still giving, still connecting, even when you had every reason to be focused on yourself. That was you, always giving of yourself to those you loved.

Your legacy of compassion, patience, and love will live on in all of us. Each of us will carry forward the lessons you taught us. Dawn will embody your quiet, tender love. Jennifer will carry your gift of making everyone feel at home, your compassion for others, and your unwavering support for the underdog. Carl will reflect your easygoing nature and love for the simple things in life. Deanna will carry your creative spark and determination to solve problems and build something meaningful. Dale inherited your mischievous spirit, and I will carry your legacy of compassion and childlike joy for life. We’ll all continue to live by the values you instilled in us, and we will keep your memory alive by passing those lessons on to the next generation.

Thank you, Dad, for everything—your love, your guidance, your unwavering support. Thank you for always seeing the best in me and loving me for who I am. I know you’re in a better place now, surrounded by those who truly love you.

Rest easy, Daddy. I will carry your love with me always.

Love,
Johnathan Blake (JB)

* Johnathan, the youngest and last child of Herman Lee Jr., resides in Spring, Texas, with his partner Chris. Together, they will continue to honor his father's legacy by living with the compassion, humor, and love that Herman always showed those around him.