For a month I have known I wanted to write about my Dad, but every time I sat down to write it I just could not figure out what I wanted to say or remember. He meant so much to many people, but to me he was everything. I always was a Daddy's little girl. From the first kicks of a soccer ball, to the first place finishes at swim meets, my Dad was always my biggest fan. No matter what I got myself into, he wanted to learn about it and see me compete or participate. He loves hearing about my sports career, since he was such a huge athlete when he was younger. When I joined rowing in college, he had seen it but I don't think he really understood everything about it. When he first came up to see me at UConn my freshman year, and he got to visit the boat house it was so nice to see how he just really wanted to learn about this new part of my life. That is how he was about everything. He only got to see 2 of my rowing regattas but the two he saw he loved. He always talked about going back to the Dad Vails about how much fun he had there. Even though rowing is not the most exciting sport to watch, a quick 7 minute race that you can't even see us the whole time, he was truly happy to be able to be there cheering me on. He loved hearing about training for my races, my new love in tennis, and how everything was going. He was so proud of all the sports and accomplishments I had.
Other then my sports, my Dad loved hearing about my friends and wanted to know how they were. There was no conversation where my Dad would not ask, "How is Rich doing? How is work? How is his family?" or even when I was in college he always asked about roommates or teammates. He always wanted to know how Zukis was or Heath (Gates) was. He took an interest in them because when he wasn't with me in CT, he wanted to know who I was being able to turn to. My Dad was like that though, he cared about so many people above himself. He took an interest in their lives and also wanted to check up and make sure that they were doing well. When friends had troubles in their lives, or family situations, he would always want to check in to see if things were better. He might get confused with names here and there but he always knew who he wanted to talk about or ask about. Those small tokens about my family made him truly amazing. He was there for so many more then just my mom, sister, Molly, Kirby, and me.
Growing up with my father was a blessing. When we were younger, he worked 2nd shift so he was able to spend time with us in the day before we went to school. As we got older, he was working further away and also in the evenings or nights which was tough but he was always available on the weekends for the soccer tournaments or swim meets. Having two very active daughters did not make their lives easy by us always being away from home but he was by our sides giving us little pep talks before races or meets and being our biggest fans. My Dad played video games with us, and sometimes even beat us, and even though he might lose he would always be there to joke with or talk about the game. I loved being able to sit down and play Mario Golf with my Dad and just for hours sit there and share something with him that we both enjoyed and we had such happiness doing it. I never saw my Dad really upset, other then when his own father passed away. My father was always happy, he loved his family, he did love his job, and he loved everything he had. It was such a blessing to have in my life.
My Dad has taught me so many things. He taught me how important it is to care for my car especially. My Dad was a mechanic through and through. He did his job outside of work, and was Mr Fix It at our house. I don't think I remember my Dad ever calling "the man" to do something for us, he always wanted to do it himself. He took care of all the cars in our family so well that I mean we never really paid for oil changes or maintenance until I was away from home. He loved his Honda's and he has me hooked too. My Dad was a great cook, he loved manning the grill or making lunch that we would come back to after a long morning at a swim meet or morning at church. I did not start right away, but now I have that same appreciation for cooking. He taught us to be frugal and not settle for just buying something to have it but make sure it has worth and it was a deal. We did not get a lot of stuff in our house when we were younger until it was on sale, and I see now being an adult how important savings really is. He always taught me the appreciate for laughing and just being true to people and everything in your life. He never said a bad word about someone and really had no enemies. It is hard to imagine that in todays world, but he was someone everyone liked in any way they knew him or interacted with him.
Each day I think of you Dad. You are with me, I know that. You are watching me as I search for my new teaching job, you are there when I cook a new meal that you would enjoy, you will be there each week when I watch the Panthers hoping that they show them the chicken. It won't be the same having you to talk about when the Big Dance comes around but I know you will be picking your bracket up there in heaven and seeing if you can beat me this year. I will always think of you when I see Dirty Dude on TV for commercials or racing and always enjoy being able to go back to some of your favorite restaurants. Every time I go to Dairy Queen, I know you will want to get your twist cone or even a hot fudge sundae if it is a good day.
I hope that I can be half the person you are as I go on. I hope that my kids love me as much as I know Colleen and I have and always will love you. I know that on my first day as a teacher you will be there watching me. When I walk down the aisle you will be by my side even if it is only in spirit. I know I should not shed tears everyday for you but when you were such an amazing man, it is hard not to. Mom, Molly, Colleen, and I will always love you and miss you. I know you and Kirby are up there playing ball now like you used to. You are with your parents and Tracy and just getting to watch all of us live on in your legacy. You have made me SOOO much of who I am. You will be a part of me for the rest of my life. I love you so much Dad, and I hope I continue to make you proud. I hope that if I have battles in my life I hope to challenge them with such amazing strength as you did for the last two years. I will cherish all 26 years I shared with you. I wish I would have had 26 more but the memories I have I will never trade in.
Thank you Dad for everything you taught me. I know there was more you wish you could have taught me but I am always learning and I will continue to look for your guidance. I am glad that we got to share your last weekend here together and that you got to finally meet some very important people in my life.
I love you Dad........ always your sweetheart
You were always so proud of your girls
Always a family guy
And the Dog was now always front and center
You always were a joking goofy "zanny" Dad
The best parents a girl could have ever asked for
You sure did love your snakes, not always sure why
I will always remember this weekend


