This is one of my favorite pictures of my Dad and myself. In it, I am only a couple months old. I put a copy of this picture, along with another of my oldest son and myself, in his casket when my father died. I recreated this photo with my sons many times.
Exactly 3 years ago today, my father, George Gerst, died. He died 4 days after my first son, and his first grandson, was born. Although I am able to accept his death, I won’t ever get over it. He crosses my mind daily. He is the greatest man I have ever known.
Just one simple word makes me happiest. I get the biggest thrill when my 3 year old son Andrew says “Daddy.” The poem in this Gatorade commercial sums up the role of the father.