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Woof

12/11/2016

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As a kid, I was often a relegated to helping my dad work around the house. There was always some job that needed starting - and even more that needed completing.

I was not a good assistant.

I never wanted to be there.

My mind wandered and my thoughts were always elsewhere. My dad would ask me to hand him something and it always took a moment for me to come back to the present. He would send me to the garage for something he needed to complete his task – water pump pliers, a ball peen hammer, or eight penny nails. I would move quickly trying to make up time for my lack of attention. Only to find myself standing in the garage, not having the slightest clue what the hell any of that was.

Invariably, it would take me too much time. My dad would angrily appear in the garage, grab the required material – then look me in the eyes and say, “Woof.”

That was my dad’s shorthand.

It meant, “If it was any more obvious it would bite you in the ass!” It didn’t make perfect sense. But I guess if we’re living in a world where eight penny nails can bite you in the ass – it’s not a stretch to believe they could say “Woof”.

Today marks the third anniversary of my father’s passing – December 11th, 2013.

In the weeks leading up to his death, he was often drifting in and out of consciousness. His mind was somewhere else and it was hard to bring him to the present. The night before he passed, was one of the rare times during that period that he seemed to be in a peaceful sleep.

I leaned over to kiss him goodbye - and in that moment, he opened his eyes.

They were clear and brighter than I had seen them in weeks. He looked up at me and with the happiest smile said, “What are you doing here?”

I said, “I’m here for you dad, I love you.” He smiled and closed his eyes.

A few hours later he would be gone.

I have found myself thinking of that moment again and again. My dad’s final words are becoming more of a guiding principal. In moments of frustration, sadness, and anger - I ask myself, “What am I doing here?”

If I can’t answer it as clearly as I did that night – then I know I’m not where I should be.

I am not so foolish to think that my dad’s final words were meant to be some deep far reaching bit of wisdom.

Or maybe they were.

Either way, they have certainly come to be that for me. I wish I could thank him for that last bit of insight to help me along my path. Luckily, I’m almost certain how he would respond.

“Woof.”
5 Comments
Andy Martin link
12/11/2016 07:10:13 am

Wow a little to much reality for Sunday Morning, but very touching. Thank-you for sharing the wisdom you were able to take from a very difficult time. My Dad passed away almost 17 years ago now and I still miss him and wish he could see me now. I'd like to think he'd be proud of the man I've become, in very large part due to the example he set for me whilst growing up.

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Thomas 'aka Jasper' Jeno
12/11/2016 09:40:01 am

Thank you for sharing such a wonderful memory 😎

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RONALD P ESCHNER
12/11/2016 10:15:40 am

Thats beautiful Paul. Not a day goes by that I don't think about my dad so I can relate. I'm sure your dad would be proud of who you have become and your accomplishments.

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Mike Kirby
12/11/2016 10:42:49 am

Thank you Paul for sharing that. My dad has been gone for 5 years now. We have the special memories of the good times and also the life lessons as well. I hope y'all have a wonderful Christmas and I look forward to seeing you at a future magic event.

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Paul Richards
12/12/2016 02:46:01 pm

I'm glad to know this connected with a few of you - and I really appreciate that you've taken the time to comment. Thanks for the kind words everyone!

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