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Remembering my dad’s passion for life and the lessons he taught me.

Updated: Jun 19, 2023


Huntington Beach, CA

I have only written about my dad a few times since he passed away 14 years ago.

Most of it has to do with the fact that I’m wildly uncomfortable sharing my grief, but as time marches on, I feel compelled to share his legacy and acknowledge the valuable lessons I learned from him.

My dad passed away at the young age of 62 and I was right by his side when he took his final breath.

I’ve never fully recovered from his passing; the grief all these years later is sometimes so strong it’s suffocating.

Losing a parent is hard.

I try not to think about the moments he missed; all that we missed by not having him here.

As we honor our fathers this weekend, now seems like a fitting time to tell you a little about mine.

Out of all the important people who have made an appearance in my life, my father’s presence was by far the most impactful.

My dad was passionate about life. I inherited his fiery temper and zest for sunshine. He enjoyed a long career as an insurance agent and taught me that with hard work and focus, failure was impossible.

My dad had a strong appreciation for education and learning. He only offered his opinion when he knew what he was talking about and was an excellent listener. He had no use for nonsense.

My dad was a Californian through and through and my love for the sand and ocean are also from him. He read his newspaper while sitting on the front porch with his coffee every single morning.

He taught me the importance of knowing what was happening in the world.

My dad was an amazing water skier and taught me to ski when I was only six years old. It’s a sport I never fell out of love with.

When I told him that I would grow up to be a professional water skier, he just smiled and said I could be anything I wanted.

I’m sure he was relieved when I became a journalist and beamed with pride when my first national story landed in the Los Angeles Times. That was something he never stopped talking about.

My dad understood the value of fitness. He walked every morning and later developed an interest in kayaking.

My dad loved seafood, good wine and science fiction novels. He loved to travel and started every vacation by taking a shot of tequila. It’s a tradition my family has continued.

My dad loved a good martini, straight up. I got that from him too.

Today I plan on sipping one in his honor.

I’ll toast to the man who loved me first and, quite possibly, the most.

My hope is that each of you have a father as amazing as mine; one whose presence you feel long after they have gone.

Happy Father’s Day.



1 commentaire


Membre inconnu
17 juin 2023

Thanks so much for sharing your comments about your dad and how much he meant to you.

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