Lost my dad Wednesday

Jojo

A sometimes eternal optimist
WFF Supporter
@Greg Price ... Your post is a very nice eulogy for your father and it’s too bad that you lost some time with him because of family issues but so great that you were able to put it to rest with him before he passed. I’m sorry for your loss.
 

dustinchromers

Active Member
I'm sorry Greg. I am however extremely grateful you bridged the gap before his passing. I would imagine nothing would be more distressing for a son or a father as to have one pass without reconciling differences. I'm also a very big fan of your father's saying, "Go for it!". It is a wonderful moto and no doubt the moniker of a life well lived fully and without fear or reservation.
 

Jojo

A sometimes eternal optimist
WFF Supporter
Also i noticed you said Wednesday night was designated as family night and he died on a Wednesday. That’s fitting isn’t it?
 

wanative

Retired, gone fishin'
WFF Supporter
My dad was the greatest.

He took time to teach me snow skiing, water skiing, camping, dirt bikinig, auto, ski boat and motorcycle mechanics from an early age. He had a British sports car rhat was only driven in summer but required constant attention to tune dual carbs and mess with Lucas electricals.

I got him into Sailing and fly fishing.

He had more confidence than anyone I knew. His mathematical skills were unbelievable. His day job in the 70's was designing Hyster lift trucks out of corporte in Portland OR. He took a part time night job in the 70's teaching a college.
class called Statics and Dynamics. Administration made him fail half his class every quarter to weed out engineers from non engineers.

When his two jobs took away from family time mom and him decided to designate Wed night as family night. We swam at the Tigard pool as a family and I really looked forward to that. I summer we launched the boat on the columbia river and water skied a bit, then had fresh barbecue ham burgers on the beach. Wow those burgers mom made were tasty. Especially after expending calories swimming and skiing I the cold water.

After college he got a mono hull sailboat that was moored in a slip. I had a Hobe cat hot rod. We both liked sailing or cruising together.

Then we Co purchase an old Wooldridge aluminum drift boat and gear fished for winter steelhead

I got the fly fishing sickness soon after and gave it to my dad. He grew up in Yakima, so I invited him to fish with me at Yakima canon, . He wanted to dry flyfish bu I made him put on a wet fly with indicator. We put in at Big Horn and I made no more than 8 or 9 pulls on the oars and his bobber went down near shore just below the highway. He gleefully played and landed an exceptional rainbow of about 19 inches! Begginer luck as it was his first time on the river and I think it was his first year of fly fishing. Needless to say he was enamored with the Yak. And he agreed fishing with a bobber was productive. That was mid 90s. We ended up making father son annual camping and fly fishing trip early fall each year after river flows allowed us to get out of boat to fish. For several years I left my wooldridge home as he a d my uncle had a much nicer clackacraft we fished out of. We continued our annual father son trips and watched as reds changed from a lovely place to camp into a resort with no camping. We were amazed that steve, the new owners remembered our names and dad I enjoyed the advice a d hot flies of the da seemed like we always got more lucky when we took the advice and fished the store boubt reds flynshop flies.w

Then rhe messy divorce between my mom and dad happened about 10 years ago. I was forced to choose sides, so I chose the weak link, my mom. That ended my relationship with my dad and with my mom's brother who went against her. I lost three men in my life at that time, the tnird being my sisters husband. All, three of us had taken fun trip to Alaska to fly fish for salmon in streams with a guide buddy of mine from high school.

I have floated the yak several times since the divorce, but the mental termoil I had after remembering the special times showing dad the river and fish we worked together to catch bummed me out. So I quit going a d have since explored new places to catch large fish away fTom the crowds.

I choose to remember the support and confidence my dad gave me at all the turning points In life. His favorite saying was GO FOR IT!!!

When I stood at the face of the upper ski bowl mogul hill while night skiing with his Co workers he would yell GO FOR IT!!!

When I was at the oars of his nearly scratch less drift boat at the head of the "Widow Maker" chute o the East Fork Of the Lewis - GO FOR IT!!!!

When I was 10 years old with my Yamaha 60 at the base of a hill climb in the Tillimook Burn looking up to where my dad had just climbed it on his look a like but much bigger Yamaha 360 Greg - GO FOR IT!!!!

Dad as you see JESUS, make a perfect cast, golf swing, enjoy your amazing sail boat or ride around heaven with the top down DAD -GO FOR IT

Dad was 85 when he passed. I saw him only 3 times since the divorce due to horrible family issues. I was able to make amends with him a few years ago.
Beautiful testament of your love for your dad. I'm sorry for your loss.
 

Brian Miller

Be vewy vewy qwiet, I'm hunting Cutthwoat Twout
WFF Supporter
I'm sorry to hear of your loss. May God give you vivid, golden memories of him to help comfort you through your grief.
 

Greg Price

Love da little fishies
Also i noticed you said Wednesday night was designated as family night and he died on a Wednesday. That’s fitting isn’t it?
Yeh, never thought of that. But Wed was a very special evening, and great to have mid week activities to look forward to.

My son is now 20. My dad was an excellent role model of how to teach a young boy the joys of outdoor recreation and mechanics.

I gave up most motor sports at age 21 when I no longer had my dads health insurance, so i switched to less dangerous sports. Replaced dirt biking with mountain bike racing. Replaced water skiing with sailing.

My dad's patience at teaching a young boy the joys of outdoor recreation and mechanics has been passed on to the next generation. My son is the recipient of his legacy. Although we did not spend hours skinning up our knuckles working on cars, my son and I spent many hours Camping, Hiking and Mountain Biking. I am very thankful for my dad who had patience with me. Dad was an excellent fatherhood role model. His influence benefitted the next generation, my son. I hope my son passes on the legacy of his grandpa in patiently teaching his kids joys of outdoor recreation, that is if my son is lucky enough to choose kids and become a father, the best job I have ever had.
 

dfg

Active Member
Thank you for sharng something heartfelt and real. I lost my own dad about 6 years back and think of him often, mostly as I channel his teaching as part of my work. I count myself foprtunate for having known him. It sure sounds like you feel the same.
 

FlyRod

Active Member
So sorry for your loss, Greg. Your story brings back many memories of my upbringing and relationship with my dad as well. He shared his love of fishing, hunting and the outdoors with me at a young age. We lost him in 2001 at the age of 77.

I am glad you were able to make ammends and re-establish your father-son relationship.
 

DimeBrite

5X Celebrity Jeopardy Champion
My condolences Greg. Great to hear about all the fantastic experiences and memories you had with your father, he had a full life. Most people never "go for it" and die with regrets.
 
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Gary Thompson

dirty dog
I lost my dad years before he died.
When he got married to his new to him wife.
After the marriage I never got to go fishing or hunting with him without her tagging along.
Nice enough lady, maybe.
Yep here's to all the dads that took us fishing/hunting.
And thanks to all the WFFers that read my whine.
 

Jojo

A sometimes eternal optimist
WFF Supporter
Yeh, never thought of that. But Wed was a very special evening, and great to have mid week activities to look forward to.

My son is now 20. My dad was an excellent role model of how to teach a young boy the joys of outdoor recreation and mechanics.

I gave up most motor sports at age 21 when I no longer had my dads health insurance, so i switched to less dangerous sports. Replaced dirt biking with mountain bike racing. Replaced water skiing with sailing.

My dad's patience at teaching a young boy the joys of outdoor recreation and mechanics has been passed on to the next generation. My son is the recipient of his legacy. Although we did not spend hours skinning up our knuckles working on cars, my son and I spent many hours Camping, Hiking and Mountain Biking. I am very thankful for my dad who had patience with me. Dad was an excellent fatherhood role model. His influence benefitted the next generation, my son. I hope my son passes on the legacy of his grandpa in patiently teaching his kids joys of outdoor recreation, that is if my son is lucky enough to choose kids and become a father, the best job I have ever had.
The best kind of tribute and eulogy is one where people hearing about your loved one makes you wish you got to know them too. Your dad sounds like a really great dad and I’m sure his legacy will live on through your son and the kids he will hopefully have someday.
 

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