My dad passed in 1999 and every year that goes by I miss him more.
I’m sure I cannot miss him more than my mom, who I know will forever feel a huge void in her life left by his absence. But like her, I do miss him something fierce, and especially during the holiday season.
Just in case you’ve never met him here are 10 things I love about my dad (and if you knew him, you would too.)
10. He had sparkly crystal blue eyes. Gorgeous! (My sister inherited those eyes. I hate her! No, I don’t. But I would trade eyeballs in an instant!)
9. He was the king of bear hugs. Nobody could give a hug like him.
8. He insisted on having Black Eyed Peas every New Year.
7. Sang a capella around the house.
6. He never said a bad word about anyone. It wasn’t his way. My mother still marvels about that.
5. He always called me Marge. I don’t know why.
4. When I was a little girl, he let me drive his golf cart, drink his beer and puff from his cigar. This has turned me into a delinquent of an adult, but I loved that he let me do it way back then.
3. He enjoyed gentlemanly manners—opened doors, pulled out your chair, held your coat. He never raised his voice in public places. And he never understood how his kids turned out to be such uncouth hooligans.
2. He was a world traveler. He taught his kids to love traveling as much as he did. His best advice: learn to say “beer” in just about every language. What more does one need to know?
1. He was quick to smile.