My father and J are being honored this weekend. My husband and I cannot be there but wish them well.
Dad taught me to be smart and that I could be anything I wanted to be. While maintaining Germanic discipline (up at seven on Saturday, bed made) he is, don’t tell him this, the biggest softie in the world.
I’d pull weeds for a few hours, put a bit more soil on my face and sweat on my brow and ask him what chores he had for me and he’d say “See that screwdriver? Hand it to me. Now go out and play.”
He’s always been a legend to me because he let me believe I could do anything in the world so now I write, I’ve been a consultant, writer of legislation, lobbyist. And now I’m retired and worry about his health.
Congratulations to you both for your award for philanthropy and kindness to the city. I wish we could be there to celebrate with you. With honor, dedication and love, Dee