From Daughter Becca, 

My dad wouldn’t let me get a job in high school. Many times he explained to me that he worked full time from the time he was 16 and there would be plenty of time for work. 
My dad funded a trip to Italy with my high school band, I know now that he must have made some serious sacrifices in order to allow for this. 
My dad singlehandedly took care of my grandma until she was too weak to live alone, I understand now how emotionally taxing that would be. 
My dad let several of his friends sleep on our couches when they were in need, he would have given the shirt off his back if it had been needed. 
My dad has rheumatoid arthritis diagnosed when he was 25, he lived in a lot of pain most days, he still got out of bed and went to work to support us every day. I can hardly remember him calling in sick. 
My dad took chemo therapy to help with his RA, I remember him vomiting in between getting ready for work and still going. 
My dad was a photographer and videographer, and he passed that love to me. 
My dad wore cut off shorts that I would giggle about and at times be downright embarrassed about. 
My dad has a pair of aviators that he always wore. My dad picked a style and then stuck with it, literally forever. He would buy the exact same jeans, the same shirts, belts, jackets and socks. 
My dad did everything in his power to allow me to be “just a kid” during my childhood, I truly think he fought for that. 
My dad would work hard to afford my the things I wanted in life, and he typically would create very elaborate scavenger hunts in order for me to find my treasure. 
My dads brain was wired for technology and he was so good at it all. Anytime I had a problem with a computer he would fix it, with a lot of corrections and of course eye rolls. 
My dad taught me how to play a couple of his computer games and we would spend time connecting that way. 
My dad loved magic, and magic tricks. He would always get me and always had to show my friends! And I would get so frustrated when he wouldn’t tell me how to do them. 
My dad loved weather and we had all kinds of interesting weather gadgets! 
My dad loved adventure and would always be out doing something, as a youth I’d usually tag along but as a teen I became too busy. 
My dad took me to work with him almost yearly on “take your child to work day.”  I liked it mostly because I got to skip school and eat Burger King for lunch. 
My dad loved pizza, I love pizza, Swayze loves pizza. So I feel that I’ve passed down the important things;) 
My dad worked hard to provide me a life that he was proud of, he expected a lot of me because of this. 
My dad was set in his ways, I remember he told me once “I hope you don’t become a liberal when you go to college.” The part he didn’t realize is I already was one. Haha! 
My dad was a good man, who fought a fight that he didn’t deserve.

I spent some time combing back through his Facebook, looking at times before cancer. The things he shared, some of the posts he made. He laughed a lot. Was angry about some things, and he “liked” almost every post I made. He was a wonderful person to many, so many people loved him. I love him. 

RIP daddio.