Example of a Eulogy for Dad

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Eulogy for Dad

Hi everyone. I’m Kimberly and I’m Ed’s daughter.

When I think of my dad, so many thoughts come to mind. One that sticks out most, was in a recent conversation I had with my brother Josh, when we were talking about him.

If you knew our dad, I’m pretty certain you knew this to be true too. Our dad was a simple man. He didn’t live his life “big”. In fact, the last part of his life and the first part of his life look nothing alike. To me, that’s such a testament to what life is really all about. We live. We learn. We grow.

A boy, the oldest of 10, who spent 7 years in the Air Force and returned home to his mom a man, a staff sergeant honored with 6 medals. The man who also wore the title of “big brother” to 9 others, as he took on the role of helping his mom with all his younger siblings….

Duane, David, Mike, Danny, Teddy, Delores, Eleanor, Tommy, And Rosie.

Known in his younger years by his buddies as “the last of the 50’s Greasers” (yes this is true. He used to play the spoons as an instrument and I have a set of spoons somewhere engraved with his nickname, (air quote) “The Fonz” TRUE STORY

The guy I remember as a kid, who used to love jamborees and who I may or may not have been known to watch episodes of Hee Haw with.

This; is in contrast to the dad I have come to know, love and appreciate as a grown woman. The dad that beamed with pride when I would tell him about one of Evan or Emersyn’s big achievements. Or who would melt at my husband John’s and my daughter Makayla’s, big beautiful smile. And Nicky and her twins? Those little babies brought him so much joy. Dad loved his faithful sidekick Josh, his youngest son, who partnered with him to everything from the lake, to baseball games to, yes, the WWE.

He worked many years at Thatcher Glass but later in life, I believe he found his true calling, as a corrections officer. It was in his job in corrections that so many of his inner strengths came to life and grew. It was there that he really made a difference. His compassion and kindness showed up in the simplest of ways, like listening, or giving someone a second chance. He had the rare ability at times to see goodness even in a prison inmate. If you looked inside what some misperceived as a “mean face”, you would see a tender heart. A guy willing to help; from a listening ear to giving you money if you needed it.

Yep. Life slowed down for my dad and it was in that slower speed I learned to appreciate him and his simplicity. Life came full circle.

There is a Lynard Skynard song that comes to my mind now when I think of him…

“Oh take your time, don’t live too fast. Troubles will come and they will pass. You’ll find a woman and you’ll find love. And don’t forget, son, there is someone up above.”

It’s been in the last 3 years with his wife, Sheila, that he has been able to achieve official, “Snow bird status” and travel to Florida winters. He has spent this last part of his life getting to enjoy so many things he loved with a woman he loved; like camping and campfires, and sunshine. He loved baseball, most especially the Pioneers, and he made sure to catch a couple games when he was back here in NY…. Oh, and I can’t forget to say, he remained a true and loyal Red Sox fan in a family filled with Yankees, to the very end.

There are so many stories I could tell about my dad. I think in closing, the one closest to my heart happened just days ago. We were sitting together alone and I said, “Dad. Thank you for making me a stronger person.”

(Yes, I said this, even in spite of him always calling me his sensitive one. “There’s my cry baby.” He would say)

After I thanked him for making me a stronger person he very seriously said, “I taught you how to take care of yourself, didn’t I?”

I said, “Yes you did, dad. Thank you for always loving me unconditionally.”

For me, it was in that moment that I realized we had come full circle, he and I.

(Pause)

“Oh take your time, don’t live too fast. Troubles will come and they will pass. You’ll find a woman and you’ll find love. And don’t forget, son, there is someone up above.”

I love you dad.