Today is the three year anniversary of my dad’s death. It’s the first year that I haven’t felt melancholy. Maybe I’m just distracting myself with various other things. I think I’m just in a different place now. I wanted to do something today to commemorate him so I decided to share some of my favorite photos of him. These are photos taken from his childhood to days before he passed. I come from a family of photographers so there were always cameras around. I feel very fortunate to have so many photos of him.
Dad and Uncle Brad goofing off.
I love this picture of my parents.
I called these glasses, Coast Guard issued, “nerd glasses” when I was little.
April 11th 1981
December 5th 1983
My dad gave me the nickname Peanut Pants, because I apparently looked like a peanut when I was a baby.
Rob actually took this picture of my dad and put it in a locket with a photo of me and gave it to me as a wedding gift the night before we got married.
My dad was in the Coast Guard for 20+ years. He was transferred to Portland in 1996, so we packed up in New Orleans and headed west. When he retired in 2000 (?) he said the first thing he was going to do was grow out his beard. And that he did.
My first taste of popcorn.
We used to go to Lake Ponchitrain and throw rocks. A favorite pastime. As I got older we would take bike rides along the lake, and we would watch speedboat races and root for the Popeyes boat.
This was taken when my dad came home for a visit from his two year transfer onto a Coast Guard ship sailing the Pacific and Bering Sea and various other places. It was his first time meeting Cameron.
My dad played the piano all the time. My favorite song he played was Linus and Lucy by Vince Girauldi. It’s from the Peanuts cartoons.
His 54th birthday, October 1st 2005
I think this is my favorite photo of him. I have this photo framed next to my bed.
Family vacation July 2006
This was the last photo taken of him. It was in celebration of my mom getting her would care certification.
My dad was the best. He was kind, gentle, funny, generous, talented and thoughtful. Before he died everything was falling into place. Mom had just been certified as a wound care nurse, Cameron had just completed his first year of high school and found his calling in the band, I had moved in with Rob and we put an offer on a house on August 4th, it was accepted that night. My dad had finished recording a song where he played all the instruments and vocals, as well as finished building a patio in the backyard the night before he passed. It was almost as if he knew we were all going to be OK. And we are. We miss him so much, it physically hurts. I feel lucky to have had the time with him that I did.
I love you and miss you dad.