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I'm writing this blog in memory of my Dad. My Dad was divorced form my Mother when I was 5 years old. As I was growing up he and I would spend weekends together and have great times. I can remember a family camp we went to in the California Sierra Mountains. They would cook all our meals in a big dining hall. Activities galore..Swimming, hiking, volleyball....We went to this wonderful camp for 4 or 5 summers in a row. We also spent a great week in Disneyland when I was 10 yrs old. The Matterhorn (sp) stands out vividly in my mind to this day..My dad somehow survived all my teenage years....Then one of the best days in my life happened..My wedding day. It was a special day for many reasons, but one thing stands out in my mind. The first time I ever saw my Father cry..As we waited to walk down the aisle arm in arm I didn't think he was going to make it. And naturally as soon as I saw him cry I cried. We were a mess...What a wonderful day. First dancing in my new husbands arms and then in my Daddy's arms..He later became a grandfather to my two children.. He was a little old fashioned in his beliefs. Afraid a baby could break and never thought it a manly thing to change diapers..My dad suffered from diabetes and also survived open heart surgery while in his 60's. After the surgery he became a total health fanatic. Eating all the right food, walking and used his stationary bike every morning.My dad was in Real Estate for many years. He took an early retirement and moved to the Sacramento Delta in California. He bought a townhouse and 30 foot Bayliner boat on the water in Discovery Bay. He enjoyed golf until he became consumed with the love of boating. He joined the yacht club and made many friends. My dad had never re married. He did find a wonderful woman who also enjoyed boating. We met him once in the San Fransisco Bay for Fleet Week. We were privileged to see the Blue Angels. It was awesome; the jets made the boats shake like crazy..We also enjoyed some great Fourth of July holidays on his boat. A huge group of boaters would tie up together and we would hop from boat to boat enjoying all the drinks and food..Lots of fireworks from an island in the Delta that belonged to the Hilton's (yes those Hilton's). What great memories I have of my Dad.
I still miss my dad....He passed away in July 05'...Tears still well up when I speak of him. I'm sure as the years go by it might be less emotional to think and speak of him..But I doubt it, because I will Always miss my Daddy. I will Always miss being Daddy's Little Girl..I never said goodbye to my dad; I just said I'll be seeing you later...
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