November 21, 1927 March 16, 2004

He taught me to respect myself and to have a work ethic.

He taught me to believe in what I do.

He taught me that being loved is more than just hearing the words.

He taught me to take chances and to think outside the box.

He taught me to believe that I can do anything.

He taught me that I can add up the sum total of my life with the numbers I choose.

He taught me that there is art and music in everything I see and touch.

He taught me that a energetic discussion is not an argument.

He taught me to be proud of who I am, not to wonder who I could have been.

He taught me to love challenges, to face them with my head held high and to fight for what I believe is right.

He taught me how to fish.

Recently, my Dad was given a gift he never thought he would have. It was something he had wanted all his life. When that happened, my Dad taught me to cherish always, the gifts you already have, but to rejoice in the new gift in a way most of us will never know. I am so glad for your gift Dad and I do cherish the gifts we already had.

UPDATE:

He was allowed to enjoy his special gift for three years and one and one half months because…

…On February 16, 2004, Dad went to the doctor for a routine checkup, on March 16, 2004, he was gone. My life has changed forever, both by being part of his life, and in his leaving. My grief is eased by the memories I have written here on my website and by the outpouring of care, support, love and kindness of family, friends and by online friends and those who have reached out to me even though we have never met.

Deep purple was one of Dad’s favorite songs, so I believe that even though he is with the Lord now, it is completely appropriate to keep the music playing.

I love you Daddy

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