As I mentioned in a previous post, I have had the blessing of having two heroes in my life. The first…my father. The second, a wonderful man named Bob Patterson. With the new year approaching, it seems appropriate to enter it with thoughts of a hero....
Bob and I met while I was working at my last job. He is the kind of guy who tells it like it is. You never have to guess where he’s coming from…he just tells you. It’s his policy. It’s also his policy to let you know how much you mean to him…all the time. He means what he says, and he wants you to know it. I love that about him. We have no problem expressing our love and respect for one another, but one year for his birthday I sat down and wrote a letter to him…a birthday wish, if you will, from someone who loves the person that he is.
I’d like to share some of this letter with you to give you a better picture as to why Bob became my Other Hero. I don’t think he’d mind me sharing….
My Hero…My Friend
I remember the first time I met you, amidst all the glowing accolades I had heard from time to time. I made no judgments, but there was no denying your presence…strong, friendly, outgoing, giving, sincere; what I might categorize as a kind of “cosmic” feel to it…at least for me. But, I can tell you that my impressions of people are seldom wrong, and I had already established a feel for you with just our brief handshake and introduction. You were new to our forum, but I knew we would be the better for it.
I didn’t have any reason to expect to have a more substantial connection with you from our first meeting, and it was not until my services were requested, that I anticipated knowing you better and formulating my own opinions about this wonderful Bob Patterson guy we all were hearing about.
And, so it began. In the months that followed, our working relationship would blossom. But, more than that, we would become friends; honest and sincere with each other; with a respect and esteem that we would wish all our relationships to have. You were a joy, an inspiration, a mentor, a buddy, a council, an authority, an understanding ear, a protector, a reliable source, and pretty much a personal hero. I don’t use the term “hero” loosely. We don’t have enough of them in our lives, and I can count on two fingers the people I consider heroes in my life; but I can tell you…you are one of them.
You conduct your life and relationships with a sense of grace, fairness, loyalty, love, sincerity, concern and respect that make you stand apart from others. I value you so much, and feel very lucky to have you in my life; a life that would be less with you not in it. It’s really so simple. You are just a good person…a person who touches other people’s lives in a positive way and makes things better for them. That’s more than just saying “you’re special.” You passed special with me a long time ago.
The more I’ve gotten to know you personally, the more I’ve come to realize what a true hero is; and the more I’ve come to appreciate what a friend you are. By the way, the other prominent hero in my life was my father…the most wonderful man I’ve ever known. If I never meet another hero in my life, I feel very fortunate to have had two such outstanding ones.
Happy Birthday my hero, my friend…