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BigDaddyRog
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These 5 words just broke my heart.....Phyllis......Im so very sorry for your loss.
I dont think a DADDY could ever ask for more than a kept promise from his little girl.
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Phyllis - you were a wonderful daughter to your Dad. May he rest in peace, and I wish you happiness soon. Sorry for your loss.
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Phyllis -
You were his "rock" to the very end. I am so sorry for your loss, but am glad George is no longer suffering and that you could be with him when he ended his earthly journey and transitioned into heaven. He is with your precious Katie now and is in a much happier place.
I'm here for you, my dear friend.
You were his "rock" to the very end. I am so sorry for your loss, but am glad George is no longer suffering and that you could be with him when he ended his earthly journey and transitioned into heaven. He is with your precious Katie now and is in a much happier place.
I'm here for you, my dear friend.
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Phyllis, my heart is crying for you right now. I'm so sorry about your Dad. Please know that you and your family are in my prayers, as always. If there's anything I can do, please just let me know. Sending you lots of .
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Phyliss,
I am so sorry about your father. I'm sure it must be a very beautiful bond between you, he must have been so proud and at peace with you being there. May he rest in peace.
I am so sorry about your father. I'm sure it must be a very beautiful bond between you, he must have been so proud and at peace with you being there. May he rest in peace.
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My deepest condolences, Phyllis.
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I'm so sorry to hear about your loss, Phyllis. You and your family will be in my thoughts and prayers.
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Phyllis, we are so sorry for your loss. We will be praying for your family through this difficult time.
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These 5 words just broke my heart.....Phyllis......Im so very sorry for your loss.
I dont think a DADDY could ever ask for more than a kept promise from his little girl.
Very well put Rog. Sorry for your loss Phyllis.
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Phyllis I don't usually post on this thread because it hurts me to see my friends lose loved one's when I know I'm gonna be right there one day.
As a father to a girl I can say that it must have been a special moment to be there for him. May the memories of your dad bring a happy tear to your eye when you think of him.
As a father to a girl I can say that it must have been a special moment to be there for him. May the memories of your dad bring a happy tear to your eye when you think of him.
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Phyllis, I am so sorry for your and your families loss. I hope and pray God will grant you the peace to get through to the time when the pain is lessened and the loving memories take the most space in your hearts and minds.
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I just wanted to thank you all so much for your thoughtful replies and condolences. Please know, they have meant a great deal to me. I haven't had much time in the last few days to reply, but I did get a chance to read through them very late last night and they touched my heart. I told Deb earlier that there must have been hundreds of people turn out for Dad's wake. I was kind of surprised given the short notice and the holiday week that so many people came. Some driving eight hours over night and others booking very expensive last minute flights during Thanksgiving week.
...yet they had to be there. Everyone of them with a story about how my dad had touched their lives with his generous heart and kind spirit. We burried dad today. It was tough..and I guess I'm feeling some what melancholy so forgive me my ramblings. (it may be the wine too!)
Dad was an advertureous soul to be sure. Swam the depths of the ocean and soared above the clouds in his plane.
He even tried skydiving once, but my mom did put her foot down and ask him not to do that again.
He came from nothing. A self made, self educated man. He loved his books and passed his love of reading down to my son. He had an extensive library, and it was the focal point of his home. Mom and dad spent their first married Christmas in a car, because they had eloped as kids at age 15 and 16. They didn't have a supportive family to help them out..my dad worked his butt off to provide for his family and eventually bought his own business..which then turned into three others.
He was a tough boss, but he was fair. Never turned down an employee if he asked for a loan. These were before the days of easy credit, when if you didn't have the cash, your family did without. He knew what it was to do without. Despite his accomplishments, he never forgot where it was he came from. Even when our long time book keeper would tell him not to lend an employee any more money. He'd tell her that if a man had to swallow his pride to ask him for a loan...then that was good enough for him. As long as he had it to lend, he would. There wasn't any note to sign, or interest for that matter. Just a hand shake.
He was of small stature, but a giant of a man. He lit up a room. When George was there..you knew it. He wasn't a saint...(although I guess you'd never know that by me..I was daddy's girl, till his dying day, probably until mine too.) When he was wrong..he manned up, and told you so. There was never a burden to big for him to bare. Your burdens were his burdens. There was nothing you couldn't do if you had him in your corner.
He became a grandpa at a youthful age of 40, and told me that was life's reward for being a parent. I was luckier than my siblings in that my older son was born when dad was young..and he delighted in doing with him the things he didn't have time for with us, because he was working so hard.
When he had his stroke 12 years ago, I thought it would be the physical limitations that would bother him most. Nope..it was that his being aphasic prevented him from reading his books. I'd often find him in his library, browsing the pages of one of his books. He so missed the written word.
Like all of us, he knew tragedy in his life..but he knew great joy as well. He was a charmer, a dreamer, an adventurer. He loved his family. He had touched more lives, than I ever realized. Today, the Attorney General for New York State, Andrew Coumo came to dad's funeral. Dad had given him his first job working in dad's first gas station in Hollis Queens. I remember as a girl my dad telling me how he came to know Mario Cuomo (former NYS governor) when they'd play stick ball at the station on a slow Sunday afternoon.
He was the head of the family. Bigger than life. Only he grew tired, and he made it very clear to me in September that he wanted to stop fighting. He was more worried for us ..not himself. That we would be alright without him.
At the wake my brother asked me to speak. It was short notice and I didn't have anything prepared. I looked out at that crowd, and frankly my legs felt a little wobbly. I remembered something I had posted here on the Dis during the summer when we had been camping at the beach.
As we lay on the beach my nephew and I heard the sounds of low flying planes in the sky. We watched as they performed acrobatic manuevers out over the ocean.
I told those gathered yesterday how that had remined me of a time when I vacationed with my own family in Lake George. Dad who loved Lake George, and had brought us there many times, decided to fly up and join us for the weekend. That afternoon when Grandpa had left...we were swimming in the cove. We suddenly heard the sound of a low flying plane. The engine drone was unmistakeable. Looking up at the clear blue sky there was his plane..flying low, coming in over the cove... tipping it's wings from one side to the other. My son, who was 10 at the time asked me "what's that?". I waved up at the plane, as I knew it was my dad. I told my son.."that's grandpa, he's waving goodbye". I told them yesterday that I think my dad is finally free. Free to soar through the skies again. He was coming in low and tipping the wings for a final goodbye..and then he was gonna soar.
I know I've rambled long enough..but again wanted to thank those of you who have taken the time to post..and for the private messages. It really does help. Thought you might want to see a photo of my dad. It was taken of him 12 years ago..at Christmas, a month before his stroke. This is the way he'd want me to think of him, and one I'd like to share with you.
...yet they had to be there. Everyone of them with a story about how my dad had touched their lives with his generous heart and kind spirit. We burried dad today. It was tough..and I guess I'm feeling some what melancholy so forgive me my ramblings. (it may be the wine too!)
Dad was an advertureous soul to be sure. Swam the depths of the ocean and soared above the clouds in his plane.
He even tried skydiving once, but my mom did put her foot down and ask him not to do that again.
He came from nothing. A self made, self educated man. He loved his books and passed his love of reading down to my son. He had an extensive library, and it was the focal point of his home. Mom and dad spent their first married Christmas in a car, because they had eloped as kids at age 15 and 16. They didn't have a supportive family to help them out..my dad worked his butt off to provide for his family and eventually bought his own business..which then turned into three others.
He was a tough boss, but he was fair. Never turned down an employee if he asked for a loan. These were before the days of easy credit, when if you didn't have the cash, your family did without. He knew what it was to do without. Despite his accomplishments, he never forgot where it was he came from. Even when our long time book keeper would tell him not to lend an employee any more money. He'd tell her that if a man had to swallow his pride to ask him for a loan...then that was good enough for him. As long as he had it to lend, he would. There wasn't any note to sign, or interest for that matter. Just a hand shake.
He was of small stature, but a giant of a man. He lit up a room. When George was there..you knew it. He wasn't a saint...(although I guess you'd never know that by me..I was daddy's girl, till his dying day, probably until mine too.) When he was wrong..he manned up, and told you so. There was never a burden to big for him to bare. Your burdens were his burdens. There was nothing you couldn't do if you had him in your corner.
He became a grandpa at a youthful age of 40, and told me that was life's reward for being a parent. I was luckier than my siblings in that my older son was born when dad was young..and he delighted in doing with him the things he didn't have time for with us, because he was working so hard.
When he had his stroke 12 years ago, I thought it would be the physical limitations that would bother him most. Nope..it was that his being aphasic prevented him from reading his books. I'd often find him in his library, browsing the pages of one of his books. He so missed the written word.
Like all of us, he knew tragedy in his life..but he knew great joy as well. He was a charmer, a dreamer, an adventurer. He loved his family. He had touched more lives, than I ever realized. Today, the Attorney General for New York State, Andrew Coumo came to dad's funeral. Dad had given him his first job working in dad's first gas station in Hollis Queens. I remember as a girl my dad telling me how he came to know Mario Cuomo (former NYS governor) when they'd play stick ball at the station on a slow Sunday afternoon.
He was the head of the family. Bigger than life. Only he grew tired, and he made it very clear to me in September that he wanted to stop fighting. He was more worried for us ..not himself. That we would be alright without him.
At the wake my brother asked me to speak. It was short notice and I didn't have anything prepared. I looked out at that crowd, and frankly my legs felt a little wobbly. I remembered something I had posted here on the Dis during the summer when we had been camping at the beach.
As we lay on the beach my nephew and I heard the sounds of low flying planes in the sky. We watched as they performed acrobatic manuevers out over the ocean.
I told those gathered yesterday how that had remined me of a time when I vacationed with my own family in Lake George. Dad who loved Lake George, and had brought us there many times, decided to fly up and join us for the weekend. That afternoon when Grandpa had left...we were swimming in the cove. We suddenly heard the sound of a low flying plane. The engine drone was unmistakeable. Looking up at the clear blue sky there was his plane..flying low, coming in over the cove... tipping it's wings from one side to the other. My son, who was 10 at the time asked me "what's that?". I waved up at the plane, as I knew it was my dad. I told my son.."that's grandpa, he's waving goodbye". I told them yesterday that I think my dad is finally free. Free to soar through the skies again. He was coming in low and tipping the wings for a final goodbye..and then he was gonna soar.
I know I've rambled long enough..but again wanted to thank those of you who have taken the time to post..and for the private messages. It really does help. Thought you might want to see a photo of my dad. It was taken of him 12 years ago..at Christmas, a month before his stroke. This is the way he'd want me to think of him, and one I'd like to share with you.
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