The Following is written by Robert James Ott to His Father, Robert Matthew Ott, upon his Death...
Dear Dad,
It has taken more of my energy, thoughts and strength to share this with you, than I realized it would be. Seems like yesterday, but it was truly long ago, since I became Blind. For the truth is, that I still do see, in my mind, all of what life was and is for me. In seeing this way, I can see all of what you and I were about, through our years together. It is here, in my room,, looking down at me.
Our times together may have seemed to many, as just good old fun, but the truth is that I learned so much from you. I learned one thing or another each time I was with you. Every place we went, the people knew you. Today where I live on the other side of the country, Dad...people know me. This comes from what you have shared and given to me.
When I became blind, I began to understand that many words we use are not realistic. It is clear to me that words such as "fair" or "forever" or maybe even "permanent" are just words without true meaning. There is nothing that is Fair or Forever and we all know there is nothing that is truly Permanent. With that being said, Dad, while I am alive, what you shared with me and gave me from your character in life, will be a part of me and will stay with me, until I join you in death. I thank you from my heart and cry from my soul, Dad. I am hurting and miss you terribly, Dad.
As I end this time in sharing my feelings, I want you to know, Dad, that each of the beautiful children that you have helped come into this world and each of the children you guided and shared your Life and Love with, are true warriors with Lust, Passion and a Drive that will never let them be stopped. This comes from you, Dad, for you never let a wall you came to face, stop you.
As the tears are coming down my face, I can only end this by letting you know, that everything I shared with you in this letter, I have been able to see. Your Spirit is my Light and it is clear that my missing you, will not overpower my Love for you.
Your Son,
Bobby