My father passed away on June 22, 2015. We had a very complicated relationship that was only further complicated by my stepmother. But, people always ask me about him. My parents divorced when I was still a baby and he had custody of me until I was 13, so he very much shaped my life.
I tell everyone that as a friend or just some guy that you know, he was great. But, he wasn’t great as a father. As much as I loved him, he had a lot of flaws. He definitely made some parenting decisions I wouldn’t have. But, he was a man who valued truth and knowledge. He was a man who valued family. And for a very long time, he was a man who loved me.
I’m sorry that he’s gone.