Just a man

This man was my best friend Brooke’s father.

I’m posting this here because I can’t get home to be with my friend and her family right now… and I wish more than anything I could. No, she won’t read this, but it makes me feel like I’m doing something useful. And he was cool and I want to share with you all.

Mr. White (“call me Mike” he always told me) was a really, really cool dad. I always thought Brooke and Mike and Danny (her two younger brothers) were lucky because they had the “cool parents” of our group of friends. They were the kind of parents that you didn’t mind hanging out with while waiting for your friend to come home. The night before I left for California, we stopped by Brooke’s so we could say hi to her folks. I’m glad I did.

The first time I met Mr. White, I was in 9th grade. He looks just like his brother, who is a local news reporter. We were all a bit in awe of him. Add to that the fact that he was a “drug czar”, and he had this great mystique wrapped around him. I remember he kept asking me astronomy questions for some reason, and I knew every one. He kept giving me cookies as a joke reward, and poor Becca couldn’t get any answers right. He gave her one “so she wouldn’t feel left out.”

I remember one New Year’s eve, we were at Brooke’s hanging out, and he and his wife made us all wear funny hats. No reason why, they thought it would be fun. Her parents were a wonderful team, husband and wife for 25 years, and they were still best of friends.
The obituary in the Journal sums up the details of his life pretty well, and they even sort of capture his spirit. But I’m going to miss hearing stories from Brooke about how her dad “bought some RAMS” for his computer (he wasn’t very good with technology) or how he was climbing in trees to cut branches that came too close to the house. And yes, he did once cut the branch he was sitting on.

I just wanted to share a few memories I had of him here. He was a warm, funny, caring, wonderful dad to a few of my favorite people. I wish I could be there for them tomorrow at his funeral, but I can’t. They understand, but it’s hard being far away from people you love when they’re in need. Heh, before I left, Mr. White said to me “Promise you’ll be back for Brooke’s wedding!” She’s getting married in 5 months. I wish her dad could be there to see it.

Rasa, my condolences. He really does seem like a great dad, and a really cool guy. I’m really glad you posted about him. Take care.


Rasa, what a wonderful tribute to someone who sounded like he had an impact on so many lives. I know that at the time of your friend’s wedding, she will be thinking of her father (my own father died when I was 19 and there are many times I think about him not being there at the important times in my life). Tell her what he meant to you and it will help ease the sting of that emptiness. I know it did for me. Thank you for posting about him. You and your friend are in my thoughts.


Rasa, I’m so sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing your memories of Mr. White with us – he sounds like an amazing person. (I mean, how could he be otherwise if he was loved by an amazing person like you?) And what great stories you have to remember him by! If I may be so bold as to offer a suggestion, write down all of those memories soon, while they’re still fresh. It’ll be a comfort to read over them later when you’re missing him.

Take care, Rasa.

– Jessica

Rasa, I never know what to say in these situations, but I just want to offer my condolensces. He sounded cool. How horrible. Love to you and Brooke and her family.

My condolences. It is a true gift for others to care about our passing.

Mr. Orange


Aww, thanks everyone. Yeah, he was really cool.

Heh, I’m sorta glad I missed the funeral–they had drums & pipes, and someone sang Danny Boy and Amazing Grace. Amazing Grace played on the bagpipes makes me cry no matter the context.

Hey Rasa

Sorry I didn’t see this the first time around. I saw it on the news the other day… he was so young.
My regards to you and your friend. :frowning:


Rasa, I am so sorry for your loss.

The link didn’t work, though; can you post it again?

Thanks Rilchiam, the Journal (the local newspaper) must have moved the article cuz I can’t find it anymore.

I am so sorry for your loss, hon. You and your friend and her family are all in my thoughts and prayers.

(((Rasa and friends)))


Dear Rasa,

Aren’t you glad that you dropped by to see them before heading West? It’s easy to think that you really didn’t have to. Anyone who reads this knows that not visiting wasn’t an option for you. Nurturing your friendships with love and respect is always its own reward.

Sincerest Sympathies,