Gifford Pinchot – Feb. 2005
Early Tuesday morning last week, my father passed away at the age of 76.
He was an army veteran, machinist and toolmaker by trade. In his spare time he was a master woodworker, gunsmith, marksman, photographer, astronomist, birdwatcher, cook, … and eternally curious student. He loved to work, loved to read, hated sitting still. Most of all he put his energy and conviction towards the one thing he loved more than anything else — his friends and family. He wasn’t the type to tell you that he loved you every day, he was the type to show it by helping in any way he could. I feel blessed to be raised by such a strong and caring man.
When diagnosed with cancer the prognosis for similar cases was 6-9 months max. He fought the good fight for over 2½ years. I’ve thought of what I would say about him every day since then and these words still sound like bland pleasantries when compared to the real person.
He’s a tough act to follow, but I’ll do my best. Love you and miss you.