06/21/2026
Happy Father’s Day, Daddy-O!❤️
I still can’t believe you’ve been gone almost 16 years.
Not a day goes by that I don’t think about you, miss you, or wish I could pick up the phone and ask you a question. You left us on August 20, 2010, and there are still moments when it feels impossible that it’s been that long.
You were the smartest man I’ve ever known. Not just book smart, life smart. The kind of person who always seemed to know the answer, or at least knew how to find it.
Lately, I’ve found myself wishing you were here more than ever. So much has changed. We moved back across the country. We bought a little acre in Tennessee. And somehow this former corporate recruiter is now trying to build a sourdough and jam business called Three Dog Acre.
I spend a lot of time wondering what you’d think about all of it.
Part of me thinks you’d tell me I’m crazy.
Part of me thinks you’d be proud.
And part of me knows for sure you’d sit at my kitchen table, ask a hundred questions, find three flaws in my plan, solve all three, and then tell me to quit overthinking and get back to work.
God, I miss that.
I miss your advice. I miss your stories. I miss your laugh. I miss knowing that no matter what problem I was facing, I could call my dad.
Happy Father’s Day, Colonel.
I’d give just about anything for one more conversation.
Love you always. ❤️
And to all the dads out there, Happy Father’s Day! If you’re lucky enough to still have your father, give him a hug. Pick up the phone. Ask the questions. Listen to the stories, even the ones you’ve heard a hundred times before. Have the conversations, even when they’re hard. Time has a way of slipping by faster than we think, and one day you’ll wish for just one more story, one more piece of advice, one more ordinary moment. Treasure them while you can. ❤️