My father was a good man. Like all of us, he had his flaws. We disagreed, most times, but he loved us, regardless. He loved us so much and that was something that I never, ever questioned.
If people ever asked me to describe my father, I would always say the same thing: He is my biggest fan. He told me that not pursuing music was a mistake because he believed so much in my talent. I opted for stability, but he knew how much I love(d) to sing and believed in me, far more than I have ever believed in myself.
My father was always there for us. We may not have understood his motivation, sometimes, or agreed with his methods, but he did more than the best that he could and loved us, unconditionally. Kevin and I put him through hell (Lori, not so much; she’s the good one), but he was always prepared to slay for us.
I wish his life had been easier. I wish we had gotten to a place where I would have been able to provide for and take care of him. I wish he never had to experience so much awfulness. Most of all, I wish he was still here.
My dad was fun. A lot of people may not know that, but he was. I think he would appreciate a little humor, now. This is the first draft of his obituary that I couldn’t have published.
Kevin Powderly, 59
Kevin Powderly, 59, of Mahopac, New York, passed away on Wednesday, August 23, 2017.
Best known as a fashion icon, Kevin Powderly worked tirelessly to create a trend of white tube socks, basketball shorts, and collared, button down dress shirts. (Business upstairs, party downstairs!)
Kevin was a life-long, New York Mets fan, who would complain about their awful record, every season, with the passion of a teammate recently cut from the roster. In spite of his passion, the Mets would continue to suck.
His kids were giant pains in his ass. His daughter was well-known for bringing home stray animals, while his son would bring home stray friends. His house would eventually be dubbed, The Home for Wayward Teens.
In 2015, Kevin discovered Game of Thrones and thought it was pretty awesome. I’m pretty sure he wanted a dragon.
And most of all, I am pretty sure he is watching over all of us, today, thinking, Must be nice.
“And now, I’m glad I didn’t know the way it all would end, the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance. I could have missed the pain, but I’d have to miss the dance.”