My stepfather Ed Barnett passed peacefully away at home a few hours ago. He was a good and honorable man and the only father I ever had. This is what I hope he took with him from me.
I’ve been thinking a lot about how to tell you what you mean to me, how to express my gratitude for everything you’ve done for me, how to convey the impact you’ve had on my life, but words just don’t seem sufficient. So I’ve reflected about our actions over the years—yours and mine.
You are the only person I’ve ever had that I could honor on Father’s Day, and I hope you’ve felt my love for you each year.
You are the only man who has been there for me every single time I needed you, and if I haven’t said it plainly enough, thank you for each of countless instances.
You have made my mother very happy, and I am grateful for that.
You are the only man who has consistently believed in me despite all the reasons I’ve given you not to.
You have generously and freely given me opportunities I never would have had without you that have changed the course of my life and enriched it beyond measure.
More than anyone else, I sought to make you proud of me. I believe there have been occasions when I have, and they gave me tremendous joy and satisfaction.
I have known since I started writing my book that I would dedicate it to you. This is what it will say.
for never once failing to offer me the tools I needed to make my dreams come true,
even when you didn’t agree with them.
Thank you for being my father.
You love me, and I love you, and these states of being speak for themselves.
Goodbye, Edgar. Thank you for coming into my life.