Wow. I started this over a year ago. Not sure why I have not been able to write anything and get it posted. My dad really was the best. I perfect example of his integrity and compassion occurred on night around 1130. My toilet upstairs plugged up, ran over and flooded by dining room below. Water was coming through the window casings and from the chandelier. I knew to shut off the water, which I did, but I called my dad to see if I should be doing anything else. His first response "I'll be right over" I said no, dad, you don't have to. "I'm on my way". He showed up, looked over the situation made sure I was safe and nothing to permanent had occurred and left. That was typical of my dad.
After my mom died in 13, I spoke with my dad every day and took him to dinner virtually every other day after my work. Sometimes in the summer I would see him on the back deck getting some fresh air and I would swing in just to visit. Losing him was very hard, but I know he was lonely for my mom and he was ready to move on. I still miss him like it was just yesterday. . I miss his "Dad jokes" and his ranting about the "Conservatives". I miss his detailed directions about stocks and bonds On my way home I pass his house and still look on the deck, hoping to see him sitting out there in his big hat and dungarees. It's all I can do not to swing in for a visit....
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