In the early morning hours of April 27, 2011, my father quietly passed away at home. He was diagnosed with colorectal cancer five years ago, and while he bravely and humbly fought the Cancer, in the end it was too much for his body to handle. Here’s the eulogy I delivered at his funeral:
I had a lot of things I wanted to say about my dad, but yesterday most of you said them for me. During one of his surgeries I told him he was my hero, but he sloughed it off like he didn’t deserve it. He was nothing if not humble, but that’s one of the many traits that made him so great. He always thought he could do better, to be better. He would tell me, “Your mother, she’s the great one. She’s a saint. She made me a better person.” I don’t doubt that one bit, but you can’t make a masterpiece from cheap materials. I have been blessed with the greatest parents I can imagine. I am in awe of who they are and of the lives they have touched, and I am honored to be their son.
“When you can’t run anymore you crawl.
And when you can’t crawl anymore, well,
you find someone to carry you.”
- Capt. Malcolm Reynolds