Farewell, Daddy-O.

I'm back. At least physically I am.

I first want to thank everyone for their kind words and thoughts. They mean a lot to me.


And I'm sure I will return to my regularly scheduled stupidity soon enough, but I beg your indulgence, as I need to say goodbye to someone.



I have never really done this before, so I'm not sure how it will turn out, but I'm moving forward anyway. I don't know if this is the most appropriate venue for this or not, but it's my place to record my thoughts, and quite frankly, I think I need to let people know what he meant to me. Is it more for me than him, yeah it probably is, but I guess I'm a selfish prick, then. If you would like to continue reading, please do, if not, that's fine.



As most of you probably know, my father passed away on the 11th of November. It was unexpected, and it hit me like a ton of bricks. I still can't quite believe that he's gone. The acute pain has subsided a bit, but I think this one is going to hurt for a long time. A really long time.


I think my sister stated it best when she said..."I just feel like nothing is ever going to be okay again." That's about how it feels. My Dad was always there for us(I'm the youngest of 6). No matter what it was we needed, he was there. Advice, money, a shoulder to lean on. He was the one who would make things okay.



He taught me what unconditional love is. I know I did not always make it easy for him to love me, but I always knew he did. Being manly men, we did not say it all that often, but it did get said, and more importantly, it was shown.



As I said to my daughters the afternoon I found out he died(they, being 2, don't know what the hell I was saying, but I said it anyway), "If you think half of me what I think of your Grandpa, I'll feel lucky."



I remember once when I was in kindergarten, I had gotten this stupid little shark ring out of a gumball machine, and I wore it to school. Some of the other kids made fun of me and said that only girls wore jewelry. I went home crying, and my Mom tried to make me feel better, and when my Dad got home,she told him what had happened, and he sat me down and showed me his wedding ring, and told me that I should tell those kids that my dad wears a ring, and that they could come talk to him. I wore my stupid little shark ring proudly after that.



I don't want this to just be maudlin though, because my Dad was a funny, funny man, and he loved to laugh. A huge, booming laugh that he passed on to his kids.



I remember once we were at my Uncle's house, and one of his kids was sewing patches on the butt of her jeans. They lived in a town called River Edge, and she was sewing an "R" on one cheek, and an "E" on the other. my Dad looked at it, and said "What does that stand for, rear end ?" She turned bright red, and the rest of us fell over laughing.



I think the best thing I can say about my Dad is that he was a good guy. He was going to be honest with you, even if it was not necessarily what you wanted to hear. He would help you in anyway he could. He loved his family, loved his friends. And in turn he was well loved. I sure hope that he knew that.



I will leave you with a few of my Dad's best quips...



"You lose your charm when you lift your arm."



And my all time favorite, if someone was complaining about being in pain, my Dad would ask..."Does your face hurt ?", and when they answered "No.", he would smile and say"Well, it's killing me !" And then he would laugh. That huge laugh. I miss that laugh.



I miss you, Pop.



I love you.



"Fare you well
Fare you well
I love you more than words can tell
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
To rock my soul"- "Brokedown Palace"-Hunter/Garcia

Name That Lyric Episode XLVIII: A Little Bit Of This, A Little Bit Of That...

First of all, I want to say a fond farewell to Mr. Kurt Vonnegut, who died yesterday. A brilliant mind, a brilliant wit. Some of the best books ever written(Breakfast Of Champions, Slaughterhouse Five, Mother Night, Deadeye Dick). There is a great quote from Deadeye Dick that someone reads off of a bathroom wall, and it contains three quotes, I remember the quotes(I think) and one of the speakers, but I do not remember the other two(I know they are philosophers), so when I find my copy of Deadeye Dick, I will share it with you properly, but here is the bastardized version that is in my brain:

"To do is to be"
"To be is to do"
" Do be do be do"- Frank Sinatra

Rest in Peace, Mr. Vonnegut, you will be missed.

A g=fare well to one comic genius, and a Happy Birthday to another- Happy 60th birthday to David Letterman, the true heir to Johnny Carson. An absolute genius. Have some toast on a stick and some Hudson River Jell-O on me.

Okay, on with the game...


We have a winner from last week, the lovely and talented Miss Ann Thrope correctly identified

"Did you ever wake up to find
A day that broke up your mind
Destroyed your notion of circular time"

as being from "Sway" by the Rolling Stones, what I believe to possibly be their finest song ever. Brava, Miss Ann, Brava !!!!

Onto this week's clue:

"Into the flood again
Same old trip it was back then
So I made a big mistake
Try to see it once my way"

Good luck, Crimestoppers !!