Hey guys. Those of you who don’t follow me on DA are probably wondering where I’ve been. To sum it up, I’ve been on a bit of a leave. On March 5th, my dad passed away. He’d been battling stage VI kidney cancer, and after getting Covid from his housemate, his body couldn’t fight the cancer anymore. Things first got bad last November when a tumor was found in his brain. We didn’t find out until a couple of months later, though. His housemate was one of those anti-vaccine, anti-mask, people, and knowing that my dad’s immune system was compromised, still insisted on having huge house parties. The guy got Covid from someone at his party, and ended up passing it to my dad. My mom and sister traveled out to Arizona after receiving a call that my dad suffered a concussion from a fall he took outside, and… a lot came to light. He had developed a blood infection on top of everything else, and at this point, was no longer conscious. It was decided that we were to bring him home and just try to make him as comfortable as we could. When EMTs helped bring him into our house, I was stunned. He looked a corpse. That isn’t me joking. His breathing was very labored. The EMTs told us that he didn’t have much time left… that was on March 4th. That night, we all told him how much we loved him, and late the following morning, he was gone. He passed away in his sleep listening to his favorite movie, Slapshot.

It’s been hard living in a world without him. He had a brilliant sense of humor, and he had a gift for being able to get anyone to like him. All you had to do was talk him one time, and it was hard not to like him. He could be a bit insensitive at times, but he was a good man. He had a remarkable capacity for kindness, too. We used to talk every Monday and Friday before wrestling came on, and I won’t lie, on those days, I still half expect my phone to ring, and for us to talk about wrestling, cards, and everything else we loved talking about. I still watch wrestling because he and I bonded so much over our shared interest WWE. I miss him everyday, but I’m doing my best to stay strong, and to continue being the same funny and geeky son he always knew me as. I want him to know that I’m going to be okay. He left me and my sisters with a lifetime of memories and funny stories that will help his memory live on the n our hearts forever. I know that’s a bit cheesy, but it’s true. I’ll never forget him.