Things I Remember About my Father

7 Mar
Fifteen years ago today, one month after my twelfth birthday, my dad succumbed to his long, arduous battle with Non- Hodgkin’s Lymphoma. We all still miss him very much. Fifteen years ago Floyd came into the world and befriended me during that sad time. I wish she had gotten to meet him. Here are some of my memories of him that I tell her about.

His smile. He smiled a lot.

His love of water and boats.

He loved me lots.

He could learn and master anything- and quickly.

He liked to travel. He always meant to revisit Japan.

He was very independent.

He had a great memory, especially of people.

He was really good at math.

Our house was never empty- he was a true socialite.

He could pop his shoulder out of socket because of the way his bullet wound healed. (He got shot in Vietnam.)

He scared the shit out of the other kids.

He had red hair.

He once killed a tiger.

He sang along to the radio in his truck.

His hugs.

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3 Responses to “Things I Remember About my Father”

  1. tiedyedowl March 7, 2016 at 11:01 am #

    I’d have liked to meet him. Once I wasn’t a kid, ’cause I bet he would have scared the shit out of me. I was easily frightened of people. I bet he and my dad would have gotten along.

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  2. sam March 7, 2012 at 1:14 pm #

    I wish I’d met him, too. I think I started hanging out with Ed not too long after yall lost your dad.

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