I’ve written and rewritten and not written this multiple times. I wanted to start with a joke to break the ice, but my friends seemed split on the idea. Luckily I don’t listen to half of my friends, so here it goes: wow, it’s great to see you all. I haven’t seen a lot of you since I was 10-years-old. And I know what you thinking… Where’s Courtney, and who is this dapper young man?
[pause for uproarious laughter]
Speaking of dapper young men - as you’ll see in the upcoming slideshow - my dad was such a handsome guy. And handsome in more ways than the obvious. He was so kind. And so generous. I know each of you probably have a story about how he impacted your life.
Obviously, he impacted mine. My dad taught me how to tie my shoes and throw a baseball. He taught me how to fish & dive, cook, garden and how to identify various bird calls. He taught me about the stars and the ocean and the many things that exist in between.
His love of discovery and thirst for knowledge is something I carry with me every day. And something I will pass on to my own children. Its the greatest gift he could have ever given me.
My dad believed in the power of nature and the power of the Universe. And since he knew that all actions produce reactions, his actions were made with patience, gratitude and love.
No one can ever get used to this type of loss, but you can live with it. And if we’re forced to live without him, at least we have the stars and the ocean and the many things in between.
Thank you all for being here to celebrate my father. Thank you for reminding me that the power of genuine kindness goes a long way. Thank you for loving the man I could’ve never tied my shoes without.
This one’s for you, Pop. I love you.