I haven’t really wanted to post anything since the passing of my father. My heart has hurt too much. I’m gonna keep this short because he certainly hated long rambling speeches. He was so many things to so many people, but I was so lucky and blessed to be apart of a very small group that got to call him “Dad”. My heart is full of so much sadness and sorrow, but also so much love and gratitude. I got 14,501 days with that man and I know that is such a blessing. I think this quote best describes my father.
Hunter S. Thompson once said:
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty
and well-preserved body...
but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out,
and loudly proclaiming,
‘Wow! What a ride!’”
That was my dad. He lived and he lived his life fully.
I love you dad.
An incredible honor to be presented a Congressional Record for Dad at the Capital. Thank you so much #representativevictoriaspartz for having us, it was a day that we will never forget.
“Ozzy’s freedom-loving rebellious spirit — together with Sharon’s wisdom and strength — left a lasting impact on so many American families. He also left behind a wealth of inspiring work and good deeds that will continue to impact generations to come.”
