ROBERT LINCOLN-SON OF ABE
Good morning. My name is Robert Lincon. I am one of my Fathers four sons. As the oldest of my
3 brothers, I had a unique opportunity to spend quality time with my dad. I was just a little boy,
following my dad around like a lost puppy, as he did various activities ranging from playing with
cats to testing new firearms. No matter what, he would always have a smile on his face. I always
loved that smile; partially because as I grew older that same nostalgic smile faded. Once I grew
into my young teenage years, I see now why that smile faded.
My Father did honest, good work such as building railroads and fixing fence lines, to provide for
us. I saw how much those jobs drained him, but at the end of the day, I knew the work would
stay outside the house. After he started pursuing his true passion, which was to be a
“down-to-earth”, humble politician, the new work, which was previously left outside, was now
engulfing my dad. The countries’ problems became his problems. While I understand the
importance of his job, and the time-consumption associated with it, I still always yearned for
more time to spend with him. I do not fault him, nor hold any grudge against him for that, it just
simply makes his passing that much more difficult to process. The one thing I wanted from
him….time…. was stolen.
Nonetheless, my father inspired me to be the man I am today. Almost everyday, I heard him say
roughly the same thing, “I am not bound to win, but bound to be true”(LINCOLN). I saw,
first-hand, these values and morals he used to make the best decisions possible. He inspired me
to go to law school to uphold those same values. He inspired me to be a Captain in the Army, to
uphold those same values. And he will continue to inspire me as I trudge into the future,
upholding those same values. Dad… you were taken too soon… but rest in peace knowing I will
not tarnish the Lincoln name.