It’s almost impossible for me to believe it’s been 10 years since dad passed on. In some ways it feels like he’s been gone forever, and then other times like I could pick up the phone and call him (well, no because he was deaf and the phone was a nightmare for him).
It makes me sad that he died before texting and social media was a thing because he’d have been so good at it, and it would have gone a long way towards bridging the last distance his hearing loss put between us.
He gave me my love of theatre, and public speaking and generally being a smart (as well as a smart ass) and for all of that and way more than I could ever get into a blog post I am grateful.
If you knew him, and have good memories, I’d love for you to drop a comment. Hearing about the ways he touched other people always makes me smile.
Glad to see you have a picture of Uncle Mike with a turkey leg. I think of him every time I see one.
❤❤❤
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I just adored your dad, Maureen. I loved running into him at different Forensic competitions, as your team mate and later as a coach. He was supportive and inquisitive and always made me laugh. He was a character and I am so grateful I was lucky enough to meet him.
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He gave me the gift
If the “note”. Be truthful with your students about who you see they are…it will impact them for a lifetime. I’ve spent my life living up to the person he described me as in he note he wrote me before district speech my senior year. What a gift that note has been.
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Thinking of you.
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