Humor is healing & remember thru song

I've been thinking of my dad lately. Something funny would come up in my life and I would think "what would Dad do in this situation?" or "I bet you dad would do this..." My dad could make the best of any situation and if he didn't like the situation he would ignore it (some times with that I'm ignoring you...although I'm very annoyed with you look). Humor can be very powerful in almost any situation. Yea, one may say that there are some serious situation that humor is not appropriate. But than again life can be taking "to serious" sometimes. I'm not saying to crack jokes during a funeral. Although almost every funeral that I've been to there has been some laughter because some relative would remember a humorous story of the desist. All I'm saying is that if you take a step back from those "serious situations" you may be surprised to see humor in it"
I remember how nervous and afraid I was when I spoke at my fathers funeral or celebrating his life. The thing that gave me strength to do it was this is what dad would want me to do. I actual could feel him standing there next to me with his hand on my back (some times trying to make me laugh by poking me than acting as though he didn't do it). I remember looking out from the pulpit looking at the filled to the brim little church. I took a deep breath and remembered that I was the eldest boy of this legendary Dick O'Neil, I was my "father's eyes" (eric clappton song, click on title).

New Orleans Katrina releif trip

 Check my video out of my trip. Unfourtantly I only got the 1st part up on You Tube. Perhaps later...click on the title:)

The O'Neil Throne

It has been a long time since I have written anything on this blog. But to continuing the theme of my Dad...My dad is still in my heart and I think of him off and on. The pain of his death is not so bad any more. The really strange thing is that I feel that he has "Moved on". He has gone on to that other place that we mere humans don't totally comprehend. I do think that he hears me through what we call prayer and perhaps peaks down upon his earthly family once in a while. But he is not in our domain.So We all go on with our lives.
Here is Finn, The grandson who my father never met...the heir to the O'Neil Throne, as My dad always said about me...I guess I am now the king and Finn is the prince.