My father passed away almost 4 years ago. I miss him every day. He was a great man and I constantly think of him. I was reminded of him the other night as I listened to a man describe his father. The story reminded me of my dad and the support he always gave me, especially during the time I participated in sports. I can not remember a game go by where I looked up into the stands or on the sidelines and did not see my dad. Even though at times he worked 3 jobs (Delivered newspapers, General Electric and Mervyns), I do not think he ever missed one of my games. Now that I have my own children and only 2 of them currently, I find it even more amazing that both of my parents were able to attend all of my games. I participated in baseball, basketball, soccer, football and even for a time gymnastics. 100's of games or events and that does not even include the piano recitals, cub and boy scouts and other church activities. WOW!
My dad seemed to have his spot staked out, especially for my basketball games in high school. I always knew that I could find my dad with his camera around his neck on the upper row of the bleachers about mid court.
I can only hope to be as good to my kids as my dad was to me.
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