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| Gramps (at age 72) playing basketball |
My dad is pretty amazing. A Vietnam Vet, cancer survivor, and dedicated church and family man, he is still working full time at age 73. He is a man that does not give up. Ever. While dealing with the weakness, fatigue, and dizziness caused by the hormone therapy he is undergoing to continue his battle with cancer, he recently stepped out onto the basketball court to play with his grandkids. He fell down...and got back up and tried to keep playing with a swollen goose egg on his head (don't worry-he was benched by his grandsons). When I asked him to take it easy, he replied, "I can't. You never know when I'll have all seven of my grandsons and most of my twelve granddaughters on the court at the same time. You have to seize the moment."
My dad is my hero. He would do anything for his family. One of the many times that he demonstrated this was a late night when I was in middle school. Some neighborhood boys knocked on the window of the basement bedroom that I shared with my sister. By the time we heard them and looked outside, all we could see was my dad chasing them away with a gun! Everyone laughed about it the next day at school, but the message was clear: my dad was going to protect his family at all costs.
My first novel is a collection of stories loosely based on real life events. In honor of my dad, I have recalled this story about him coming out of the house with his weapon. I love you Dad, enjoy!
Excerpt from Inspiraled: Chapter 24: Go Ahead, Make His Day
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He ran with the gun pointed at the sky. I could just barely make out three shadowy
figures running down the street away from him.
Gramps stopped running by Zander and Zoe’s house and strutted his way
back, huffing and puffing. I ran out of
my bedroom and found most of the rest of the family standing in the foyer
looking bewildered as they stared out the open front door. We all watched in silence as Gramps walked
back into the house laughing. We stood
there in shock as he holstered his weapon.
Yes, he was wearing a holster.
“Dad, what happened?” Mom demanded, as she pulled a
sweatshirt on over her pajamas.
“Oh, you should’ve seen it. Those kids scattered like roaches when the
light comes on!” laughed Gramps. He
adjusted his holster under his bulging belly like he thought he looked
cool. He kind of did.
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