Wednesday, July 30, 2014

23 in SD

Brett left for Texas to work for four weeks and I am missing him like crazy. We celebrated my birthday together with a beautiful hike to Stewart Falls, shave ice, and a fancy date to Tucanos. I looove Tucanos. All you can eat Brazilian meat? Bring it on! Sadly I got no pictures, but that doesn't mean it didn't happen!

So that was Monday. Tuesday was my actual birthday but we spent the day in the car driving down to San Diego for my Poppop's memorial. More on him and that here.

It was wonderful spending time with my incredible family in the best place in the world.


^Walking on the beach getting eaten by bugs after a filling meal at Roberto's, a San Diego Mexican food staple. Aunt Diane is wearing Poppop's Air Force wings. My dad looks the most like him.




^Ritual Torrey Pines hike and walk on the beach. I'm mourning my tan. It's gone forever.


^Sophie was so good with little Ander Man. And boy is he a ham!







^Birthday dinner at Sammy's Woodfire Pizza, a place I'd been craving for a long while. Nana and Poppop used to take us here all the time, so the place was full of good memories of him.

Bri and my mom spoiled me with an outfit from Lulu Lemon for my marathon and new pants from Zara. I actually bought pants! It's a miracle!

Loving my family, and loving and missing my husband.

Up next: a showcase of our adventures in Chile at the beginning of July. Stay tuned.

Poppop

Richard Dare McCloskey was born June 17, 1929 to Katharine and James Vaughn McCloskey of Tamaqua, Pennsylvania and died July 10, 2014 at his home in La Jolla, California.  His wife, Frances, sister, Carol Keogh, children Rick McCloskey, Diane Hoffman, Roger McCloskey, and stepchildren Katherine Hendrix and Karen Morse, plus 18 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren, survive him.  Donations may be made in memory to the Scripps Research Institute. 
After graduating from the University of Florida, he had a 20-year career in the Air Force where he flew the T-6, B-25, B-26, B-57, C-130, and the C-47.  His next career started as a phone company Human Resource Director for the Rocky Mountain Division in Phoenix, Arizona.  In 1977, he transferred to the California Interstate Telephone Company, which later became Contel of California.  He retired in the early 90s and then was brought back as a Contractor to help with the finalization of the merger with General Telephone of California, which eventually became a Verizon subsidiary. 
Mac’s family and his fishing, golfing, tennis, and traveling friends will miss him.  The memorial will be at the Military Miramar National Cemetery.





My Poppop passed peacefully surrounded by his children and loving wife. He lived a great life full of travel, good food, and good people. I only wish I knew him more, but there will be time for that. I'll always remember Sunday evening meals at his house eating grilled salmon, listening to Andrea Bocelli, and gazing at his photography of quaint European scenes. I want to design my house after his with interesting art, white walls, and a peaceful aura.

He had quite the ceremony with a horse-drawn carriage carrying his ashes, a bagpiper, a gun salute, and a folded flag presented to my Nana by the Air Force.

I'll miss you, Poppop.