Carrie Halliday
Alan was my Dad. I was estactic when he married my mother, I was 12 years old. I was so happy to gain a Father , a stepsister, Alana Ziegenmeyer, stepbrother Ross Zie and the entire Ziegenmeyer family. I am 64 as of today. I am mentioned in his obit , so I do exist. I know he loved me and he wanted his entire family to be around him. I know he was a man who declared he did not believe in God yet he admired my steadfast belief in God. He grew up in a family that knew God yet his very personal stories of his upbringing led me to understand that he was angry with God. The family history that he shared with me broke my heart for the little boy in him. I always kept what he shared with me confidential. Alan had many trials and issues but he did want to make things right. I do not know exactly what was said to him to cause a rift between us, but I know it was not my words, just pure gossip. As he had brought me up I was to wait on him to speak. I never had the chance to speak to him again as I was not invited to his home; I was and continue to be shunned based purely on gossip. No one notified me of his illness. No one notified me of his passing. This hemmorrage in our family is waiting still today to be healed by Our Father. I loved him deeply, had an enormous respect of his intelligence and was also desperate for him to resume his relationship with me as God had intended. Many blessings to you Dad from your daughter, Carrie Halliday and my two children Sergio and Charity Algarme and your only greatgrandchild Augusta Madchen Melander. Augusta also loves God and she is longing to be welcome in your life.