As I reflect on the life of my father, Bob, who passed away far too young at the age of 58, I am overwhelmed with cherished memories and invaluable lessons he bestowed upon us all.
From my earliest days, my dad encouraged me to pursue my passions relentlessly. Ever since I was little, he told me to be the best I could be and to do what I loved, no matter the challenges. In his eyes, I had found something many people never do—a place to make a real impact, where fulfillment outweighed financial gain. He taught me then, as he had many times before, that it's not about the cost of items on the table, rather the people seated around it.
He taught me then, as he had many times before, that it's not about the cost of items on the table, rather the people seated around it.
Throughout his life, my father achieved many things, but perhaps his greatest accomplishment was the respect and love he earned by treating everyone with unwavering kindness. From his humble beginnings at McDonald's, where he met my mom, to becoming a superintendent at Tastykake, he demonstrated that rising from the bottom to the top requires effort, integrity, and compassion. He worked multiple jobs to provide for us, never forgetting his roots, and always treating everyone—from the CEO to the janitor—with the same respect.
But Dad's generosity extended beyond his career. He was a rock in our community, offering help without seeking recognition. He was like a father to those who needed one, giving time and love generously.
Our family, whether by blood or heart, was everything to him. One of my most treasured memories is how my father's joy seemed to multiply when he became a grandfather, a "Poppop." Seeing him as a grandfather brought him immeasurable joy and purpose. The day he gained the title of Poppop, it was a role I believe filled him with boundless pride and love.
As I look to the future, I realize that what I will miss most about my dad is his radiant smile. A smile that brought light to any room and comfort in the hardest of times. It was the smile that made my childhood boo-boos disappear and encouraged me on my wedding day. It's the smile my son carries, and I will always tell him to never lose it, for he has Poppop's smile, capable of fixing anything.
In his absence, I want my father remembered for his kind heart and his loving spirit. Bob was an amazing man, an extraordinary friend, and if you were lucky enough to have known him, you know he was a rare gem. Your legacy lives on in the lives you’ve touched.
