Eulogy

If someone were to ask “what was your dad like?” the obvious response would have been, “have you ever met him?”. Spending even just a few minutes with Dad made you realize that the following moments were going to be spent in “his world”, and you were just going along for the ride. All of his jokes, opinions, complaints, cares, questions, and digest of the daily news came pouring out- usually in rapid fire, at full volume, and without reservation of who else might be listening.

The list of “who’s who” in Dad’s 78 years is long and windy- and he had a special story for every one of them. But the ones that were the most important to him are hearing or reading these words now, and that , “you can bet your bottom dollar on” - as he would have said.

10 years ago Dad’s life changed and we were all, “brought along for the ride”  - and what a ride it’s been. We have all laughed together, prayed together, shared precious times together, made memories together, and most importantly were a family...together.. and were given time to spend with him that otherwise might not as felt quite as special.

Dad would not have wanted any fuss kicked up today. He never liked funerals, or the thought of people grieving. Usually his way of dealing with any pain, sorrow, or uncomfortable situation was to make a wise crack about it, something passed along to me..thanks Dad!

So I think if he were here to say anything to us today it would be, (mute) "I love you all, but that this is all nonsense, and don't take my word for it, ask Mr Trump about what nonsense is, did you see what he said today about Hillary? Now be quite so I can hear the race.... Doris is there any Stawberry cake left?" (umute, volume level..100)

I love you Dad, I will see you soon!

Dickie