I would like to thank everyone for the kind words and prayers. My dad passed away unexpectantly December 26th, the day before my birthday. Many of you saw my update as you were wishing me a happy birthday. I can not tell you how much those words and stories lifted my heart at such a hard and difficult time.
If you don't mind I would like to tell you a little bit about my dad, or daddy, as I have always called him. My dad was a gentleman in the true sense of the word. He proudly and unselfishly served his country in WWII as a fighter pilot. This fact was not something he wore on his sleeve but if you asked him about it, he would gladly tell you many a story. He was an upstanding man who took care and provided for his family. He took pride in providing an upstanding education for all of us. He adored his grandson as much as his grandson adored him. My dad taught my son so much. Whenever we would leave my parents house, my son would run back in the house because he had forgotten to tell grandad "goodbye". Mark would just not leave without saying goodbye to his grandad.
To understand him was to love him. He had definite opinions on everything and would easily let you know if he felt you were doing something wrong. (He was usually correct). I knew I had a fight on my hands when I first told him I was going to get a goldendoodle. He was a dog lover but only purebreds would do. At first when we were waiting for our Allie (this was a long time, nine months, as we needed a multi generational dog due to my sons' allergies), I just did not bring it up with my dad because I knew we were going to have a round. One day I was sitting with him in the den and he asked me about "this dog" I was getting. I thought "oh no here we go". I quickly explained to him all my research about this goldendoodle and how they were first conceived because they were meant to be seeing eye dogs for blind people with allergies. I told him how smart they were and how I had picked the puppy I knew would be ours. To my huge surprise he said, "Well that sounds great". As you can see from the photo I published above, Allie and my dad made fast friends. He knew her for just a little while but I think he knew what joy she would bring to his grandson. He might have even known she would bring much comfort as well.