Found some more pictures of my Dad from last summer when he was visiting. I'm really sad that I'm going to miss his memorial service tomorrow. We went down to visit him in March sadly he passed when I was in the airport on the way. I wish I lived closer. It was really nice to see my siblings and get to know Janie (dad's wife)a bit more. Still I would have liked to hear stories from his friends. He was an incredible character. I wrote a long blog post about him on my old blog http://linenphotography.typepad.com/ if you want to know more about him.
A couple of quick stories that crack me up and totally describe him. The day before he died it was biker week and all his buddies were there and he wanted to ride his Harley with them. You have to understand he was going through chemo and very sick. But that man had enough life in him to fight with everyone about riding his harley ,air tank and all. I guess he was super ticked that they fought him on it. My brother said he was intimidated by him because he got that "look" on his face. My father was such a fighter.
The second story says a thousand things. His neighbor who was elderly he would help when ever she needed it,even though I guess she bugged him a bit. My Dad was very bare bones he was what he was no phony if you bugged him you knew it. He didn't like people to prattle on either,not much of a talker well no much till he had a few in him.
Anyway.... After he died the neighbor visited Janie weeping saying "He was a B-astard, but he was our B-astard!" I love that story because I think it's so true that he could be so hard to live with made tons and tons of mistakes but he had a heart of Gold. He cared about people and would be there if you needed him. I knew that no matter what I could always call my Dad and he would be there for me. I said these things about him before he died and I wish I could have told him how much he means to me. I love my dad and wish I had more time with him. I'm so thankful he came to see us last summer.
This picture is so him. He was a ton of fun and loved people. When I was kid I used to think my Dad knew everyone. I know he left behind a ton of people who will miss him terribly.
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