In Loving Memory

This page is in memory of my Dad, who died 11 years ago doing what he loved, flying. My dad loved Flying and Skydiving he was on his way to a Airshow to do both when his plane crashed killing himself and his friend and the third was paralized. He was a great Dad, and is very missed. He left behind a Wife and two daughters and three step Daughters, who he considered his Daughters. He now is a Grandpa, and is very much loved and remembered. This is to honor him, and the sport he loved most. I wish I didn't loose my dad, but if I was going to, I couldn't have hoped for anything more than him dying doing something that brought him such joy.

Sunday, November 16, 2008


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Thursday, October 2, 2008

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My Dad as I knew him

My daddy was the oldest child of a large family. His family was an Army family, so he moved around often. He was in the Air Force but finished just before I was born. He didn't want me to move around and live like he had. This is not to say that is wrong, but my dad felt strongly given his experiences.I was my parents first child, and my dad named me after his favorite color. I still don't know why Brandi is his favorite color, just was. My sister born a year and a half later was named Kelly, which is also a color. That I was told wasn't on purpose, but I don't know for sure. My parents did not get a long, and were divorced when I was about 6. I don't know the year, since they had been apart for some time before. I am so glad they got divorced, they weren't happy together, and they were both much better apart. Life was in fact much better for me.My dad was a rare father as divorced fathers go. He paid my Mom money from the time they separated, and never was late for or missed a child support payment. In the early 80's that was not the norm. He never needed a court order to do with anything with us. Even my Mom says he was amazing that way. He really wanted to make sure we were always OK, and to be a good Dad.

Disclaimer of sorts

For some, this is not what they would want people to know. It is the truth but many things others view as bad, I do not! I am proud of my Dad, and am writting this so his Grandchildren can have access to it. Anyone else is welcome but I am not going to edit the truth for a few people. Those who don't like my truth don't have to read it.
To what was, my family before he died, especially my "Step Sisters" and their families. You will always be my sisters in my heart, whether or not we ever see one another again. This I hope, if you see it, is a positive for you.
For the rest I'm gonna add the Dixie Chicks song, "Not Ready to Make Nice." This isn't about what people think, it's about him, in honner of the Dad I knew. I have given enough for others wishes, and am done with the exception of my Sisters wishes only.