
This was my daddy. He died June 21st, 2008. I like to remember him at this weight, even though when he passed he only weighed 96 pounds. The wonderful and amazing Gregory L. Mitchell was born September 11th, 1951 in Newcomerstown, OH. He was a Vietnam Veteran who served 3 terms with courage and great focus. I seriously could go on and on about what a perfect father and husband he was. He was a fantastic provider, an incredibly patient listener, loyal, caring, and was SOOOO funny...he could've made Larry King laugh til he pissed his pants, lol! Daddy died of lung cancer. Please if you smoke...stop. Your life is worth so much more than the feeling of lighting up a cigarette. You can quit...seriously, people run marathons, get shot, lose limbs, give birth...if human beings can do all that, then you certainly can STOP A BAD HABIT!!!
Also, losing my best friend has made me realize that I'm going to get everything I want in life and more. He died without meeting some of his goals. He never owned a '67 GTO, never went to Tahiti, and never had a job he liked. His biggest goal was met though. He had told my mother when he first started dating her that all he really wanted out of life was to be loved. Well, he was most certainly LOVED TO THE FULLEST. I wanted to give him so much. I didn't have the chance...but I did give him all my love. I kept telling him that when got a job on MAD TV, I would buy him all the material things he desired. I didn't get the chance to give him grandchildren...I'm too young. He was taken from mama and I too soon.
I put some of his ashes in the coconut he got himself from Hawaii. He loved that silly thing. It has a picture of Santa surfing on the front...handpainted. I hollowed it out and funneled some of the ashes in there...then popped a cork in it. The rest will be sprinkled in the ocean the next time mama and I visit Hawaii. When I get married, the coconut will walk me down the isle. When I go to Tahiti, the coconut will go with me. When I buy a '67 GTO, the coconut will ride shotgun...and when I do my first show on MAD TV or SNL...I will reserve a seat front row for the coconut. My children will play with the coconut. I LOVE MY DADDY. HE WAS THE GREATEST MAN THE WORLD HAS EVER KNOWN!!!!!!
R.I.P Daddy...you are really really REALLY missed.