So long, Dad

My Dad, Roger Conner, died a week ago Saturday on May 22, 2021 just a few months after my Mom passed. He suffered from PSP, which wasn’t diagnosed until recently, and it progressed with merciful speed. While the speed of his death was a blessing for him, it was a shock for the family. I’m still sifting through memories, feelings, and photos but wanted to post an email exchange from 2019 when he was still lucid and before my mother’s health deteriorated.

Hey Dad,

Flying late to Houston. To be honest, feeling the better part of a couple Gin and Tonics. Forgiving that indulgence, a habit I have no intention of breaking, I wanted to at least once explicitly write that I am grateful to have you and Mom as parents. You guys have had a hell of a row to hoe, yet managed to pour an awful lot of love and support into your family. As a middle-aged guy, I can finally appreciate some of that struggle. Thanks. All that I have done well, I share credit with you both. I claim any missteps as my own. Trying to navigate a business, a small family, and a marriage, is tricky. Hats off to you. I am impressed. Wading through my own kid’s teenage years, and reflecting on my performance as a Dad, I’ve tried to meet the mark you set and hope I succeeded. I can see from this vantage that it wasn’t easy for you and I appreciate all the time and love you gave (and continue to give).

Much love back at you from Houston. Just landed. Talk soon.

-Gareth

I’m sorry to be so late responding to this beautiful reflection. It got buried in the busyness surrounding your sisters visit. I genuinely appreciate it and completely understand the need for that perspective to bubble to the surface.

You can believe that your whole life and career are a fulsome reward and was a lot of fun at the time anyway

Sent from my iPad

And yes your kids are a full testament to your success in passing that love and care forward.

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So long Dad, I miss you very much already but am glad for the time we shared.