My Dad. I learned more about him after he died then when he was alive. We never really got along and I never thought he liked me. A few days before he died he pulled me into his office and said he loved me and he was sorry if I grew up thinking I disappointed him. He didn't want to die leaving me wondering if he loved me. Every day I think of something I like or a hobby I have and it's all thanks to him. He bought me drums and guitars and now I've been playing for 16 years. He's the only person who noticed my love of music even when he knew nothing about it. I was a difficult kid and never appreciated anything. Only now I realize Dad is the only one who never laughed at me. When I was little, I wanted to be an Aerospace engineer. What little girl wants to be an aero/engineer? He bought model rockets and he bought a brand new Dodge truck for his work truck just because it was my truck on the planet! He took me to rodeos and we hung out at 50s style diners. He got me into oldies music. He didn't think I was crazy when wanted to go to school for Crime Scene Processing or Interrogation. <br />
He owned a construction company, but what I didn't know is that he would wear his dirty clothes to the soup kitchen downtown and get a soup and sandwich so he could sit with the homeless and get to know them and talk. Each day he went he donated $1,000 to the homeless shelter to 'pay' for everyones lunch. When he was declining in health and the ALS was taking over, he moved from crutches to a wheelchair in a matter of days. My parents house is an huge 11 bedroom house with lots of stairs. They had no time to get ready for a wheelchair ramp because it happened so fast. All us kids are moved out and so when we weren't there visiting or hanging out or at work, my little tiny arthritic Mom with a bum knee was dragging and pulling my Dad up and down the stairs and in and out of the car into his wheelchair. One day they came home and someone built him a wheelchair ramp on the outside of the house. It turns out a few years prior, a lady in my parents LDS ward had a husband who fell ill and was wheelchair bound the very next day. My Dad got word of it and got his construction crew to her house and built a ramp for him (and her), no questions asked, no charge, just a friendly gesture....the same family came by when my parents were gone and built him a ramp in return. When he passed away, the his boy scouts knew he loved the American Flag. When we went to the church for the funeral they circled the entire church with 500 flags. It was breathtaking! When it was my turn to speak I got to the pulpit and got weak in the knees seeing hundreds of people filling the church and gym overflow packed to the corners. It was crazy seeing strangers faces I've seen casually walking down the street and friends of friends that didn't know he was my Dad until they saw me standing up. They all knew him. He inspires me. His acts of kindness LITERALLY brought an entire community t
I need to mention my Mom too. She was so amazing during this entire experience of taking care of my Dad.
Thank you! I'm going to try my best! Sorry to hear of your neighbor. It's such a terrible disease. It's spreading like wildfire through his side of the family. I bet your neighbor ABSOLUTELY LOVED that bath. My Dad's favorite part of the day was taking a shower in the bathroom they built on the first floor. The little luxuries we take for granted.
Hey! What about Cheese? He is just as cool!!
Charles Manson and Bianca.
that's not funny.
My wife, WildSpectrumArts. She is a great doctor, wonderful wife, trusted confidant, excellent lover, sexy, smart woman and soon-to-be-mother.
Thanks. It is the quiet calm before the celebration.
WildSpectrumArts inspires me too. I am encouraged by her focus when she talks about being in medical school. It gives me hope that I will make it through nursing school.
Thank you. That is very kind of all of you.
Everyday people who strive to make the world a better place!
Who is you ****? You named him, didn't you?
“I am not a liberator. Liberators do not exist. The people liberate themselves.”<br />
-----Ernesto Che Guevara----<br />
This rebellious is just very liberating and inspiring for me, he was moved by poverty and hunger and always fought against capitalism and injustice so became one of the most famous revolutionaries who marked history in South America and all over the world
People who devote their lives/careers to public service.
God who then provides me with inspiration and ecouragement to encourage and assist others even when I am going through so many rough spots in my own life. "I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me" Philippians 4:13
The people that stick up for the underdog
My parents they have been married 47 years plus I have only seen them argue once in my life they have the most upmost respect for each other and others as well.
My mother and my father!!
Henry Miller, Bertrand Russell, Albert Einstein, Eric Hoffer... And many others out there... My teachers, my mothers, my friends... Each little impression they leaves in me, all of them inspires me day by day! I am very thankful.
My grandad, he had to leave school at 13 to work but he still got 98% on his leavers maths exam. He still remembers every word to the love letters he sent to my granny when they started going out.