Sunday, June 19, 2005


So my dad and I have always been close. He is a wonderful father, the best a girl could ask for. Here are a few tidbits about my dad...

He was born in a tiny hamlet in Western Pennsylvania to an Italian immigrant coal miner and his wife.

He attended Catholic schools his entire life.

He is very into astronomy. He is one of the few people qualified to run a 60 inch telescope such as the one up on Mt. Wilson.

He used to be very into cycling as well, at one time buying himself a five thousand dollar bike from Italy at the peak of his obsession. He has done at least five century rides. (100 miles)

My dad always took the time to coach me in whatever sport was in season. He also made sure to attend every game or performance I had. At times, our team adopted him as "team dad."

Everybody loves my dad. When I talk to people I haven't seen in a while, they ALWAYS ask about my dad.

Due to his obsession with cycling, he used to have a license plate frame that read, "Cyclists Pump Harder." As a teenager, that frame embarassed the heck out of me.

My dad wanted to be a chemist, but went into accounting instead.

While playing baseball, a freak accident took away his four front teeth. He has had a bridge there since he was 11.

My dad looks at least ten years younger than his age. I hope to have inherited his good genes in that department.

He can fix almost anything, from a washing machine to a Honda that he kept running for almost twenty years with 200,000 plus miles on it.

He has always been physically active and fit. Before it was the "in" thing, he hired a Marine Drill Sargeant as a physical trainer and was in the best shape of his life at 50.

And lastly, my dad is always there to listen and give excellent advice. I don't know what I would do without him.

Happy Father's Day!


Mel said...

You are totally blessed.

Anvilcloud said...

I am sure that he will be (was) thrilled to read this.

Heather said...

Lovely tribute.