Remembering Dad

11 Jul

fatherson[2]This week marked what would have been my Dad’s 79th birthday and, sadly, 21 years since he passed away.  I also lost my Mom, six years ago this month.

My Dad never got to see most of his nine grandchildren, including 3 of my four.  But, for a short time, he sure did love and dote on the grandkids he was able to see.  I often think about — and talk with my kids about — how much I imagine he would have enjoyed watching them grow up.

In his younger days, my Dad was a pretty fair athlete, having been an all-state caliber high school basketball player and minor league caliber baseball player (athleticism that obviously skipped a generation).  Given my kids’ involvement in sports, I imagine him taking great pleasure and pride in watching them progress as athletes.

My Dad loved sports, and would watch almost any sporting event.  But what I remember most about him was his knowledge of sports.  He was a real student of the game, and had an encyclopedic knowledge and memory of the history of the game, regardless of the sport.

My Dad had a unique sense of humor, and always enjoyed a good prank or practical joke.  When he wanted to, he could be very engaging and entertaining.

My Dad wasn’t very good with names, which is why he referred to just about everyone as “pal,” “babe,” or “honey.”

My Dad loved to do the daily crossword in the local newspaper.  I can remember him sitting in our living room — pen in hand — almost every day after work, when he had finished dinner, working on that puzzle.

My Dad was also pretty good at imparting life’s lessons.  He had a way of communicating his point that was candid and sometimes a little harsh.  But he always got his point across, loud and clear.

I’m sure I could ramble on for a good while about all the memories I have of my Dad.  Mostly I guess I’m just thinking about him and missing him this week…

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2 Responses to “Remembering Dad”

  1. Ginny Dashiell July 11, 2014 at 10:40 AM #

    Hugs to you Brian! Losing our parents is one of the hardest things we will ever have to do! Especially if we lost them when we were young 😦 But I do have to say I think it makes us more compassionate people and enable us to help others through that difficult time because we have been there. Take care and keep all those happy memories flowing…especially this week.

    • Brian Lebo July 11, 2014 at 10:56 AM #

      Thanks, Ginny! As always, your comments are very sweet and uplifting!

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