My dad was so full of life. Always seeking an adventure or a new challenge. He was an avid reader and loved the life of the mind. He was endlessly curious and had a contagious energy. He was a tremendously skilled carpenter, or “handyman” as he preferred to call himself.

My dad loved art, music, books, building, but most important to him were people. He had a colorful tapestry of friendships with people from all walks of life and parts of the world.

My dad included his wish to donate in his healthcare directive. While he did not articulate his reasons why, it was not a surprise to me. He loved to help people in life and it only makes sense he would want to help people after, if able. He was also a strong believer and advocate for scientific advancement and exploration. He would have loved to be a small part of that.