In April 2013, I spent a week by my father's side hoping for a miracle. I took my 25 years with him for granted and I completely and utterly regret it today! You always think you have more time until it's just too late. As I sat by his side day in and day out, I was emotional wreck yet he was in great spirits. The usual: funny stories and cracking jokes. He had watched a video of me deadlifting 400lbs. He was so proud! He showed every nurse on staff and told them that "if they screwed up, he would bring in Daddy's Little Bodyguard." I told him that I would lift 500lbs. Though it seemed nearly impossible it was the one thing in my control. I've hit that goal and striving for more. I dedicate my deadlifts to the strongest and bravest man I have ever known.
