15 Years.

Dear Dad,

15 years ago I lost a protector, a mentor and a talent that was shared with the world.

A man who was humble, happy and full of unadulterated humor.

My thanks to you could never be strong enough.

You provided me with memories and showed me love I could have never imagined.

My admiration for you is limitless.

To say I miss you, a gross understatement.

That being said, today I honor you, and want to celebrate your life, your achievements, and your love.

So while I weep for all those memories you were not gifted to witness, like seeing your amazing grandchildren grow up; I smile knowing you are in the ultimate grandstand with your stop watch.

I know now, it's not at my swim meets, but at your grandkids track meets.

You were always the "Alan" of all trades, and between you and Mom, the best cheerleaders a kid could ask for.

You have left a legacy that is not only incredible, but outstanding.

To say I am proud?

That doesn't sound strong enough of a sentiment.

And while I may not possess your many and vast talents, I will do my best to continue on and carry your torch, not just in name, but also in your good natured jovial ways.

The world may have known a maestro, but I knew a man who loved to share a great story, enjoy a hearty laugh, and a solid pair of boat shoes.

Love always and forever,

Cynthia.