My dad was always so happy when you talked to him. He had a very dynamic and charismatic personality. With every conversation, he made you feel understood and incredibly seen. He was a brilliant man, so perfectly logical and wise. Always the type of person you would run to if you needed any help. He was adventurous and had a love for living life outside. While I was growing up, he was a fast-paced, action-packed type of guy and would only occasionally slow down on the weekend. He was funny, actually very silly, and had a quick-wit, yet sometimes he was on the quieter side. He was firm yet reasonable, strong yet gentle, safe yet sometimes unpredictable.

But most of all, he was kind and compassionate. He had a sincere appreciation for all life and was devoted to helping people. He dedicated his life to that. He sincerely cared about others, treated each and every one of his patients as his friends. He knew one of the best ways to save lives was by changing them. He wanted nothing more than to help his patients live better and longer - with more joy and less pain. Without him and the very special way he cared, hundreds if not thousands of people would not have had the life they did.

It is truly an honor to be a daughter of such a man: A giving person who spent his whole life in service. You made such a difference in this world, Dad. Helping one person, one conversation at a time: you inspired, healed, and saved so many others and I’m so proud of you. Love you always. Your Meggie.