T P
30-10 2022 23:07
wrote:
When I think of my father, I immediately end up in the brightest memories of my childhood.
My father was a scientist, and a traveler, and he chose me as his travel companion and brought me with him since I was about 10 years old. He was very proud of bringing his daughter everywhere, to a lab in the United States Air Force Base, to a banquet or to a conference. He was genuine, and many of his actions like that took people off guard, and caused admiration.
He loved to walk, slow but long. We walked across cities and flew across the world, and in all of that, for me, he was a constant source of kindness, and fun. I tried to remember one time when he got upset with me - and I was a spoiled child so I guess there was a million reasons to get irritated as a father. And I couldn’t remember one time, not one time he was ever even a little bit angry with me. He was always kind, always warm, and always took me seriously, he tried to give me the most even when there were no means to give anything at all. And he always told people how proud he was of me.
The kind of father that he was really shaped me and who I am. He has given me the greatest gift of self-confidence. He taught me, and my brother, besides the importance of good education and a favorite profession, the desire for independence and pursuing own dreams, and fighting for them, whatever they may be. In things he believed, he wasn’t gonna bend for anything. He had a goal, a purpose in life. To him, he thought it was about science. And even thought he did a lot for science - to me his greatest achievement was who he was to us. Our dear father. Rest in Peace.
T P
30-10 2022 23:07
wrote:
When I think of my father, I immediately end up in the brightest memories of my childhood.
My father was a scientist, and a traveler, and he chose me as his travel companion and brought me with him since I was about 10 years old. He was very proud of bringing his daughter everywhere, to a lab in the United States Air Force Base, to a banquet or to a conference. He was genuine, and many of his actions like that took people off guard, and caused admiration.
He loved to walk, slow but long. We walked across cities and flew across the world, and in all of that, for me, he was a constant source of kindness, and fun. I tried to remember one time when he got upset with me - and I was a spoiled child so I guess there was a million reasons to get irritated as a father. And I couldn’t remember one time, not one time he was ever even a little bit angry with me. He was always kind, always warm, and always took me seriously, he tried to give me the most even when there were no means to give anything at all. And he always told people how proud he was of me.
The kind of father that he was really shaped me and who I am. He has given me the greatest gift of self-confidence. He taught me, and my brother, besides the importance of good education and a favorite profession, the desire for independence and pursuing own dreams, and fighting for them, whatever they may be. In things he believed, he wasn’t gonna bend for anything. He had a goal, a purpose in life. To him, he thought it was about science. And even thought he did a lot for science - to me his greatest achievement was who he was to us. Our dear father. Rest in Peace.