Friday, April 12, 2013
My dear sweet father,
You taught me how to be strong, but you never prepared me for this. My heart aches for the loss of the greatest man I have ever known. You were the most kind, gentle, caring, understanding, generous, patient, honest and loving Dad ever. You always told us how lucky you were to have such a wonderful family, and how proud you were of me and my photography (which I caught from you).
But I am the luckiest person in the world to have had you for my father. Besides being the most handsome, happiest, and funniest barber in Irondequoit, you could fix anything, figure anything out, and make everything better no matter what it was. You taught me to always do the right thing. I only hope that I can live up to the values you instilled in me. I love you Pop. May you rest in peace. Michelle
