*Given the circumstances of my father's death, no other quote could be more appropriate.
My father left three messages for me on his last day. I have posted one here. Contrary to some people's comments, my father was quite clear as illustrated in the message he left. He was not on death's door as people said to justify their actions. My father's mind, voice, and what he needed were clear. He needed me to save him as he tells me to "hurry." My father knew if I did not get to him that his fate would be left in the hands of someone who wanted him to die and that is exactly what happened.
This website is dedicated in loving memory of my father, my best friend: Pop, AKA,John Jawad.
On January 17, 2011, it was not fate or his time to go; my father's life ended at the hands of another. My father had to die because he was worth more dead than alive. In the end, his life was taken due to the greed of one person.
On my father's last morning, he called me three times. He needed me because he clearly knew if he was transfered without my knowledge, things would not turn out well. I live with the pain knowing that he was right. As you can hear, he tells me to hurry.
January 28, 2011: My father, my best friend. The last year of his life, he could no longer drive, so it was his year of reflection; I am fortunate that he shared all of these thoughts and feelings with me.
My father was not perfect, but he was a special man, and we had a very close, loving relationship.
I have never known a person who loved to socialize as much as my father did. Even in his eighties, when he was still able to work, he would start out early in the morning and had the energy to stay out late at night having dinner with people. Though he worked hard in business, his days primarily focused on who he was having lunch and dinner with. In my life, I never heard my father complain about going to work. I was always awed by his energy.
Though we had some disagreements as strong-willed fathers and daughters do, we had far more laughter. Since his passing, the picture that continually comes to mind is a picture of my father laughing; when he heard something funny, which was often, he always put his hand on his stomach as he laughed. He got the biggest kick out of smallest things.
Few people were fortunate to follow their passions as my father did. He loved cattle ranching, the restaurant business, golf, and of course people. His greatest passion was the Pioneer Inn, and it was also his greatest loss.
Just before his stroke, one of his last wishes was to open another restaurant; I regret that he did not have time to realize his last dream. In the end, my father experienced some misfortunes, which may have knocked the wind out of him for “a moment,” but he always picked himself up, moved forward, and was rewarded with success. All of this was possible because of the type of person he was. In my eyes and heart, he was one of the greatest men I was fortunate to have in my life, and I was lucky that he was my father.
I will miss the many hours we spent talking each week. I will miss the phone ringing and hearing your messages: “Vickie, where are you?” or “Hey Wack, where are you?” (This was the nickname he gave me when I was young.)
Dad, as I loved you life, I will continue to love you in death.
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| Patti Morey | Memories of Your Dad and Mom | December 4, 2018 |
I often think about your mom, Anita Jawad and i've often used a saying that i ever only heard your dad, John Jawad say, and i only heard him say it one time: "Now you're cooking with gas!" he had enthusiastically said. He was such a nice person, i'm very sorry he passed away. I didn't know your mom had passed away. She talked with me once, at the restaurant for about half an hour or more, when i was young, 18, and all my young frieds were telling me to quit my job at Pioneer Inn, so as to move to 'Index, Washington' and live on a farm with a lady named 'Cleo' Your mom gave me instruction and advice that echoes back to me; over the years it has shaped my life. She said, among other things: Patti, you cannot be responsible for others, and you can't expect others to be responsible for you; you have to be responsible for yourself. Your dad and your mom both, were outstanding individuals
| Victoria Sansome | Triple Crown Winner! | June 6, 2015 |
Dad,
You would have loved the Belmont race today, June 6, 2015. After 37 years, there is a Triple Crown winner.
You would have loved the Belmont race today, June 6, 2015. After 37 years, there is a Triple Crown winner.
| Victoria Sansome | Christmas 2012 | December 26, 2012 |
Daddy,
No Christmas will ever be the same again. In fact, it does not even feel like Christmas without you. I miss you so much. You are always in my thoughts and no one can take that away. Like Mom always said, you are and I were very much alike, and even with you gone, I can always know what you would say about something or how you would react.
When I drive my Prius, I often think how much you would have enjoyed the car because it would be easy for you to get into. I so enjoyed our time together.
I love you.
Vickie
No Christmas will ever be the same again. In fact, it does not even feel like Christmas without you. I miss you so much. You are always in my thoughts and no one can take that away. Like Mom always said, you are and I were very much alike, and even with you gone, I can always know what you would say about something or how you would react.
When I drive my Prius, I often think how much you would have enjoyed the car because it would be easy for you to get into. I so enjoyed our time together.
I love you.
Vickie
| Deborah | Christmas 2012 | December 25, 2012 |
Daddy,
Another Christmas and another sad day. I have looked at your picture so much today and tears just flow. I miss you so much. Normally we would be having dinner at you house. My family loved to spend time with you on holidays, but we hated being around "the wife". You loved every holiday so much...no matter what holiday it was. You were always so cute to watch. I keep thinking as time passes that not having you here would get easier...but it doesn't daddy. My first thought when I woke this morning was to call you and I had to catch my breath when I remembered you weren't here.
I love you so much...and I miss you. I wish so badly that you were still here with Vic and me.
Deb
Another Christmas and another sad day. I have looked at your picture so much today and tears just flow. I miss you so much. Normally we would be having dinner at you house. My family loved to spend time with you on holidays, but we hated being around "the wife". You loved every holiday so much...no matter what holiday it was. You were always so cute to watch. I keep thinking as time passes that not having you here would get easier...but it doesn't daddy. My first thought when I woke this morning was to call you and I had to catch my breath when I remembered you weren't here.
I love you so much...and I miss you. I wish so badly that you were still here with Vic and me.
Deb
| Deborah McCarver | daughter | September 27, 2012 |
Sept. 27, 2012
Today is my dad's birthday. I have cried most of the day. I miss you so much. My heart still hurts so much that you are not here with Vic and me. I would do anything to hear your voice or to see your face just one more time. I think of you every day. When you died something in me cracked and died with you. I know I will never be the same. There has been so many times I've wanted to pick up the phone and ask you advice and it is still a shock knowing you will never be on the otherside of the phone.
I wish there was a way that I could know that you can feel the love Vic and I have for you.
One minute you were here and the next minute you weren't.
I love you so much........Deb
Today is my dad's birthday. I have cried most of the day. I miss you so much. My heart still hurts so much that you are not here with Vic and me. I would do anything to hear your voice or to see your face just one more time. I think of you every day. When you died something in me cracked and died with you. I know I will never be the same. There has been so many times I've wanted to pick up the phone and ask you advice and it is still a shock knowing you will never be on the otherside of the phone.
I wish there was a way that I could know that you can feel the love Vic and I have for you.
One minute you were here and the next minute you weren't.
I love you so much........Deb
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