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See that smile?  My father was the happiest person I knew.

He was also wise and kind and funny and generous and wherever he was, that’s where everyone wanted to be.
This is one of my favorite photos.  One of his “retirement” jobs was as House Manager at the Theatre-by-the-Sea.  No one loved his summer job more than my father did.  Each season everyone who worked there–producers, directors, actors, musicians, ushers—adored him.  Here the cast (I think it was “Funny Girl”) reassembled their makeup and costumes after the show so Daddy could have his picture taken with them.

Actors left their jobs in New York to sing at his funeral.
Theatre-by-the-Sea hosted the wake afterwards.

He loved to sing and had a beautiful voice.

One winter he secretly learned to play the musical saw.

No one ever had a better time at Disneyworld.

He never missed a local parade.

He loved to hear a band play “Anchors Aweigh”.

I should tell you all more stories about my father.   I could blog about him every day for a year and never run out of things to say.  But even after 17 years (he died April 4, 1995) of missing him, I’m still pretty much heartbroken.  It’s hard to type and laugh and cry at the same time.

(if you are reading this post via email, please click  here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=75nXmGoErbQ&feature=youtube_gdata or go to my blog to hear the song.)