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What it means to be a Mensch (Decent Person)
I miss my Dad everyday of my life. He was the ultimate Mensch
There are days that I feel like crying because I miss my Dad so much. He was my Best friend and someone I respected more than words could ever begin to describe. He passed on August 1st, 2009 and it still feels like yesterday. He was the ultimate man. He was the ultimate good guy.
I was blessed to be born into an extraordinary family. A caring loving Mom and Dad who knew how to live life right. I was given the greatest position in the world, the youngest in a family with an Exceptional Brother and the Greatest Sister a guy could ever dream of having,
My Dad, Joe led his life by example. He was a loving husband, a committed and present Dad and a brilliant business person.
When my Dad was forced to go on Dialysis, I never heard him complain about his plight in life, he just adapted and kept moving forward. He did that for over fifteen years. The fact he lived to 87 was a tremendous accomplishment. He and my Mom spent winters in Hallandale Beach Florida and I think that helped add years to his life.
I remember just before my Dad and Mom’s 50th Wedding Anniversary riding in the car with my Father. I asked him if he had ever thought of hopping the fence on my Mom. He gave me a strange look and there was almost…
