Allen Schimming

Allen Wayne Schimming

My dad. The man, the myth, the legend. Struggled with addiction his entire life. He lived a life of drugs, gangs, and prison. Any time he could talk to me, he never let me forget how much he loved me, though. His laugh was hilarious. He was a free bird, nothing could hold him down. He fought hard. Tragically, fentanyl was what took his life. He ended up on life support. His bear hugs and smile and his pretty blue eyes are what I miss the most.