A good man, a proud grandfather, a loving husband, and most of all, my Dad, left us for a higher place on February 24, 1999. I spent my first Father's Day at his graveside yesterday. My Dad was only 59 when he passed away from a heart attack. He had survived the first one he had on August 24, 1998. He had a heart bypass and the doctor's were not that hopeful and told us he only had a 20% chance to make it through the surgery, but he did it! God gave him six more months to be with us and although I'm glad we got that time, I wanted a lot more. My Dad was the caretaker of my 6 year old son while I worked, and GrandDad and grandbaby were inseparable. I miss my Dad a lot and most of my days are fine, but sometimes I'm not so sure. I know he's in a better place, but how do I reconcile that I wish he was still here? My Dad was a very complex man and it would take more than 1000 words to tell his whole story so I'm only going to say that he overcame so many life obstacle's and was the best GrandDad in the world to his grandkids and I always knew he'd be there to help me if I needed it. I still remember being carried on his shoulders as a little girl, his little girl misses him and I just want everyone to know that he was my Dad and I couldn't of been prouder to have been his daughter. I only hope I can be the Mom to his grandson that he was the father to me, I love you Dad and we miss you a lot!
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anniversary date 2-24-99
date of post 6-21-99