Mark Rieumont
Dad,
No words can explain my sorrow. No picture can express my sadness. No person can understand my loss. Since I was a young child, I always admired you and looked to you for guidance. I didn’t need to read about famous figures and deities….i just had to look your way and observe how you lived your life. To me, you were Zeus, Achilles, and Braveheart rolled into one. I look back on my life and my only memories of you bring me happiness. Your passing has been the greatest loss of my life to date and I will honor you by trying to be the same father to my children that you were to me. My only consolation is understanding that you are no longer physically suffering. At the end of the day when the lights are dimmed, the noise is silenced, and I am in solitude…. I will always think of you and cry in silence knowing that I can never hear your voice, listen to you laughter, take advice, express appreciation for your sacrifice, or say “ I love you” ever again. You were not a happy old guy that was fun to hang out with. You were an unparalleled father. You were a great man. You were my hero.
Mark