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My Dad was a high school teacher in my small town. Which meant that almost all of my friends had him as a teacher at one point or another. And for the most part my friends loved my Dad. And my Dad loved many of my friends. One of them, Shawna, was killed by a drunk driver the year after she graduated. My father is a stoic guy, and I think Shawnas tragic death, really shook him. I was going to give a Eulogy at the funeral and the night before I asked him if he could drive me over. He told me he wasnt going to go. I was so upset. I cried and I yelled at him, that I needed him there. Me. In the morning, he wasnt there when I left. And he wasnt at the funeral. But when I got up to give my eulogy, there he was. Standing at the back of the church. Thinking about it now, it makes me want to cry. Its still such a powerful moment. He was there. And he stood there until I gave the last word of the Eulogy and then he lifted his hand in a wave and walked out. Happy Fathers Day, Daddy-O.
Posted on: Mon, 16 Jun 2014 01:43:02 +0000

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