Wednesday, May 12, 2010

My Dad

My Dad was born on Mother's Day--May 9, 1943.  He passed away from multiple myeloma in 2004.  This past Sunday and Mother's Day would have been his 67th birthday.

There's not a day goes by that I don't think of my Dad.  When a big decision faces me, I ask myself, "What would Dad have done?"

Before he died, I had a chance to spend a few days with him.  We watched old family movies, and he shared some things he never had before.  For my part, I made a list of personal goals while reflecting on his successes as well as on his personal regrets.

Strive to be calmer.  He was always calm, cool, and collected.  I can recall only one time in my entire life I heard him cuss at a driver.  He never truly lost his cool, in front of his kids at least.  I need to work on this always.

Be there for my wife and kids.  He regretted a focus on work at expense of his family time.  I made it a personal goal to always set aside time off with family for birthdays and anniversaries. 

Do something bold in his name.  I'm still working on this.  I've done some things, its the bold part I'm still working on to this day.

I know he watches over me.  I miss you Dad.


  1. John was a good man. We looked forward to his visits to California.

  2. Great post, Rick. I know the feeling. Thanks for putting it up.