{"id":14507,"date":"2021-05-04T08:22:58","date_gmt":"2021-05-04T12:22:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=14507"},"modified":"2025-09-18T11:11:00","modified_gmt":"2025-09-18T15:11:00","slug":"from-your-daughter","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=14507","title":{"rendered":"From Your Daughter"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n<p><em>Eulogy read at Dad&#8217;s Celebration of Life dinner, November 22, 2015<br \/><\/em><a href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=14929\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Obituary<\/a><\/p>\r\n<figure id=\"attachment_10708\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-10708\" style=\"width: 330px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-10708\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/DAD.jpg\" alt=\"Dad on his 85th birthday\" width=\"330\" height=\"454\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/DAD.jpg 436w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/DAD-218x300.jpg 218w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 330px) 100vw, 330px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-10708\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Dad on his 85th birthday<\/figcaption><\/figure>\r\n<p>My dearest Daddy,<\/p>\r\n<p>If I were to express all you mean to me, we\u2019d be here until at least Super Bowl 50, and since everyone here has to work tomorrow, I\u2019ll try to be brief.<\/p>\r\n<p>You made me feel special as your daughter in so many ways. From those first moments you held me as an infant with such a beautiful love, until the final kiss we shared in the hospital, I was blessed.<\/p>\r\n<p>You were a Daddy who not only eagerly tackled diaper duty, but you fed me, bathed me, and played with me. You expertly built a picket fence, reinforced with steel and concrete, at the Southwood Drive house so I couldn\u2019t toddle out into the street. You constructed a sturdy baby swing from a tree in the backyard.<\/p>\r\n<p>You brought me to Keansburg, Long Branch and Asbury Park, so I could have a big adventure on the kiddie rides. You took movies as Mom pulled me, giggling on the sled, as I experienced my first snow.<\/p>\r\n<p>Our trip to the Fontainebleau in Miami in the \u201966 Caddy when I was 4 is one of my fondest memories. Our 1982 vacation to Niagara Falls when I was 15 was reminiscent of that trip, just the three of us, though I helped steer that time\u2014instead of dozing or playing with Franklin the bunny in the back seat.<\/p>\r\n<table border=\"0\" width=\"300\" cellspacing=\"0\" cellpadding=\"5\">\r\n<tbody>\r\n<tr>\r\n<td rowspan=\"2\" width=\"62\"><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/musicnotes-tiny.gif\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-9464 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/musicnotes-tiny.gif\" alt=\"musicnotes-tiny\" width=\"50\" height=\"61\" \/><\/a><\/strong><\/td>\r\n<td width=\"254\"><strong>Photograph<\/strong> <br \/>Ringo Starr<\/td>\r\n<\/tr>\r\n<tr>\r\n<td><a id=\"mbmaplayer_1375795923481\" class=\"{skin:'black', animate:false, width:'150', volume:0.2, autoplay:false, loop:false, showVolumeLevel:true, showTime:true, showRew:true, downloadable:false, downloadablesecurity:false, id3: false}\" href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/09\/Ringo-Starr-Photograph.mp3\">Ringo Starr &#8211; Photograph<\/a><textarea class=\"map_params\" style=\"display: block; padding: 3px; background: #444; color: #fff; text-decoration: none;\" disabled=\"disabled\">map :: {skin:&#8217;gray&#8217;, animate:false, width:&#8217;150&#8242;, volume:0.2, autoplay:false, loop:false, showVolumeLevel:true, showTime:true, showRew:true, downloadable:false, downloadablesecurity:false, id3: false}<\/textarea><\/td>\r\n<\/tr>\r\n<\/tbody>\r\n<\/table>\r\n<figure id=\"attachment_10468\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-10468\" style=\"width: 539px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-10468\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-nana-sisters-600x450.jpg\" alt=\"L-R Aunt Dee Dee, Dad, Aunt Marietta, Nana\" width=\"539\" height=\"405\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-nana-sisters-600x450.jpg 600w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-nana-sisters-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-nana-sisters.jpg 720w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 539px) 100vw, 539px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-10468\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">L-R Aunt Dee Dee, Dad, Aunt Marietta, Nana<\/figcaption><\/figure>\r\n<p>As I grew, you and I became buddies.<\/p>\r\n<p>I helped you mow the lawn and wash the cars. I watched as you changed the oil and greased the boots, and did body work. You taught me how to check the tire pressure, oil levels and replace washer fluid.<\/p>\r\n<p>I liked \u201cgoing bowling with Daddy\u201d at Federal Lanes in Elizabeth on the occasional Sunday morning. I even walked like you sometimes. You encouraged my tomboy tendencies as Mom tried to coax me into skirts. I so admired my Daddy.<\/p>\r\n<p>Boy, could you shoot pool. You won tens of thousands of dollars over the decades.<\/p>\r\n<p>What was portrayed in the movie <em>The Hustler<\/em>, and staged for actor Paul Newman, you did for real: 24+ hours of razor-sharp shooting in a smoky billiards hall in Manhattan in front of many intrigued onlookers. You bagged a cool 15 grand, and you then gave that money to Granddaddy to buy the building in Newark that would eventually house\u00a0<em>Salvato\u2019s Club Warren<\/em>. You were absolutely fearless on the table.<\/p>\r\n<p>Notable players arrived at Pop\u2019s Place from far and wide to see what \u201cthat skinny kid from Newark\u201d could do. \u201cChicago Bill\u201d never had a shot, leaving with his wingmen\u00a0in an indignant huff. \u201cThe Masked Marvel\u201d gave up pool for many years after getting soundly smoked. You were dangerous, especially on your own turf.<\/p>\r\n<figure id=\"attachment_10530\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-10530\" style=\"width: 335px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-10530\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/dad-me-367x600.jpg\" alt=\"Dad and me at a wedding\" width=\"335\" height=\"548\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/dad-me-367x600.jpg 367w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/dad-me-183x300.jpg 183w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/dad-me.jpg 466w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 335px) 100vw, 335px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-10530\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">At a family wedding<\/figcaption><\/figure>\r\n<p>One night in 1985, you snagged $1700, and that money sent you and Mom on your final vacation to Puerto Rico. You set yourself apart from the pack, and in the early \u201890s befuddled professional player Allison Fisher with a 4-rail trick shot that you invented, but she could not replicate.<\/p>\r\n<p>John and I were fortunate to recently witness the two games that would conclude your storied billiards career, in mid-July. You won both.<\/p>\r\n<p>I\u2019d like to imagine you and your old friend and rival Jackie Colavita from the neighborhood have now reunited on the table.<\/p>\r\n<p>Your bowling prowess wasn\u2019t shabby, either; a consistent 200-average kept you in top circles of the leagues, and you excelled at the sweeps. Uncle Johnny and Frankie played a significant part in those memories, as you all bowled together and supported each other.<\/p>\r\n<p>You and Mommy were a duo to be reckoned with throughout the years, eventually competing under the team moniker \u201cVAL Vending.\u201d<\/p>\r\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=14512\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">I was honored to bowl with you in a \u201cJust for Fun\u201d league as recently as 2011<\/a>. You were still super competitive, and a wonderful instructor. I was amused when you glanced around and commented about the \u201cscrubs\u201d on the other lanes, and I laughed and reminded you that this league was indeed just for <em>fun<\/em>.<\/p>\r\n<div style=\"padding: 75% 0 0 0; position: relative;\"><iframe style=\"position: absolute; top: 0; left: 0; width: 100%; height: 100%;\" title=\"My Bowling Icon.mp4\" src=\"https:\/\/player.vimeo.com\/video\/607455342?h=2596ff88ad&amp;badge=0&amp;autopause=0&amp;player_id=0&amp;app_id=58479\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/div>\r\n<p><script src=\"https:\/\/player.vimeo.com\/api\/player.js\"><\/script><\/p>\r\n<p>Your carpentry skills were evident in your beautiful work. You finished Nana\u2019s basement like an expert, with paneled walls, tiled floor, ceiling with recessed lighting, laundry room, and full wet bar with built-in mirrored shelves and a \u201cflip-surface\u201d entry.<\/p>\r\n<p>You also finished the attic on Southwood Drive, and the basement on Old Bridge Turnpike. That workshop, with built-in power tools, drawers, cabinets, and recessed lights, was crafted with professional touches. Mom was delighted when she first saw her new laundry room, food pantry and storage closets.<\/p>\r\n<figure id=\"attachment_10527\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-10527\" style=\"width: 1133px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-10527 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/collage.jpg\" alt=\"In Remembrance\" width=\"1133\" height=\"773\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/collage.jpg 1133w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/collage-300x205.jpg 300w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/11\/collage-600x409.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 767px) 89vw, (max-width: 1000px) 54vw, (max-width: 1071px) 543px, 580px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-10527\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">In Remembrance<\/figcaption><\/figure>\r\n<p>You were always an automobile aficionado, and had the phattest ride in the \u2018hood. The girls would stare down from their bedroom windows as you glided by in your gleaming new convertible. You owned 17 Cadillacs.<\/p>\r\n<p>Some of your other favorite cars owned were the Corvettes, the Porsche 944, Mercedes SEC and \u201956 DeSoto Adventurer. You loved your Buick LeSabre in later years and spent many happy miles visiting the family, playing pool and going for your favorite sandwich, the McChicken.<\/p>\r\n<figure id=\"attachment_2369\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2369\" style=\"width: 355px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-2369\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/tractor-trailer-me-300x288.jpg\" alt=\"Me and Tractor 111\" width=\"355\" height=\"348\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-2369\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Me and Tractor 111<\/figcaption><\/figure>\r\n<p>During the years you lived with us, I scouted out local classic car shows for us to see. I was on the hunt for \u201860s and \u201870s Cadillacs and was always impressed at how you knew all the makes and models of the cars. One of our favorite shows was on Brighton Avenue in Long Branch. You\u2019d treat me to a hot dog and fries at the Windmill, and I bought us ice cream.<\/p>\r\n<p>You taught me how to drive on our \u201976 Coupe de Ville, and that sage instruction benefits me to this day. Once in the \u201880s on the Tractor-Trailer, on the way back to Ferro, you got me behind the wheel of the Road Boss 2 on Jutland Norton Mountain on 78. You were so proud that your daughter had driven an 18-wheeler.<\/p>\r\n<p>I loved going on the Tractor-Trailer ever since I was little. You maneuvered 18 wheels and 40 tons with ease as I played with the CB radio and stereo you\u2019d installed. You kept your rigs spotless, and were given new trucks whenever the fleet was upgraded. Your CB handle was <em>King Cobra<\/em>.<\/p>\r\n<figure id=\"attachment_12045\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-12045\" style=\"width: 458px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-12045 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/Dad-Ferros-lg.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"458\" height=\"320\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/Dad-Ferros-lg.png 458w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/Dad-Ferros-lg-335x234.png 335w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 458px) 100vw, 458px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-12045\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Dad, surrounded by his bosses, at his retirement party (Left: Steve Ferro; right: George Ferro, the owner of the business)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\r\n<p>You received the distinction of \u201cThe Pallet King\u201d at your retirement at Mr. Ferro\u2019s home, an honor that no other driver had earned before or since. Mr. Ferro thereafter told you that had you not retired, he would have stayed in business.<\/p>\r\n<p>I learned from you and Mom what a good marriage is made of. I remember walking into the kitchen as a child to find you hugging, and you shared many inside jokes and pet names. When Mom became terminally ill, you cared for her with a devotion that demonstrated true love. I cannot imagine how bereft you felt when Mom went to Heaven in 1986. It truly brings me joy to know that you are together again.<\/p>\r\n<figure id=\"attachment_2377\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2377\" style=\"width: 285px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-2377 \" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-goofing-438x600.jpg\" alt=\"Dad goofing in my childhood room\" width=\"285\" height=\"390\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-goofing-438x600.jpg 438w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-goofing-219x300.jpg 219w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-goofing.jpg 500w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 285px) 100vw, 285px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-2377\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Goofing in my childhood room<\/figcaption><\/figure>\r\n<p>You charmed everyone you met. Always the slapstick jokester, you had people laughing, and if there was a small child in the vicinity, out came the famous \u201cfinger trick\u201d and you acquired yet another fan.<\/p>\r\n<p>All your nieces and nephews crowded around you. Your smile and laugh were contagious. You helped others whenever you could, even if it was at your own inconvenience. Your generous heart was an important example to us all.<\/p>\r\n<p>Your presence on my wedding day was so meaningful to me. You, my First Love, had always supported my relationship with John, my Forever Love.<\/p>\r\n<p>Among those memorable moments: posing with you for pictures on the front lawn by the Japanese Maple tree you and Mom had planted, slowly making our way to the altar where you \u201cgave this woman to be married\u201d, and our Father\/Daughter dance at the reception.<\/p>\r\n<p>I was wearing Mommy\u2019s wedding dress, and we danced to your own wedding song, Theme from<em> A Summer Place<\/em>. I know Mom was there with us that day, blessing my union with John.<\/p>\r\n<figure id=\"attachment_1164\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1164\" style=\"width: 500px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-1164\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-me-aisle.jpg\" alt=\"Dad and me taking &quot;the walk&quot;\" width=\"500\" height=\"489\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-me-aisle.jpg 635w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/dad-me-aisle-300x293.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1164\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Taking &#8220;the walk&#8221;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\r\n<p>When you moved into our home in 2002, you became a cool roommate. We all were very respectful of each other\u2019s belongings and mindful of space and routines.<\/p>\r\n<p>You made delicious things for us to eat, including stew, rice and beans, macaroni, potatoes and eggs, round grill cheese, Reubens, eggplant, peppers and eggs, linguine with crab sauce, escarole, pasta e fagioli and ice box cake. We also included you whenever we made meals, so we could all eat together.<\/p>\r\n<p>Dad, I think of you every day. I\u2019ve noticed the signs from Heaven you have sent to me. I walk through our home, and in my mind, fleeting images of you are in every room. I look at your pictures, and hold them close as the tears flow.<\/p>\r\n<div style=\"padding: 75% 0 0 0; position: relative;\"><iframe style=\"position: absolute; top: 0; left: 0; width: 100%; height: 100%;\" title=\"Dad Tells All: A Lifetime Remembered, Part One\" src=\"https:\/\/player.vimeo.com\/video\/607428728?h=cb50cb7bf5&amp;badge=0&amp;autopause=0&amp;player_id=0&amp;app_id=58479\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/div>\r\n<p><script src=\"https:\/\/player.vimeo.com\/api\/player.js\"><\/script><\/p>\r\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><script src=\"https:\/\/player.vimeo.com\/api\/player.js\"><\/script><strong>Click to view \r\n\t<a class=\"paoc-popup-click paoc-popup-cust-15459 paoc-popup-simple_link paoc-popup-link\" href=\"javascript:void(0);\">Dad Tells All 1 contents<\/a>\r\n\r\n <br \/><\/strong><em>(Best viewed on desktop or tablet)<\/em><\/p>\r\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-17921 \" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Dad-army.png\" alt=\"Dad's Army portrait\" width=\"317\" height=\"535\" srcset=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Dad-army.png 430w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Dad-army-178x300.png 178w, https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/Dad-army-355x600.png 355w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 317px) 100vw, 317px\" \/><\/p>\r\n<p>I saved your little notes to me in a special scrapbook, and I\u2019m happy that you enjoyed looking through it, and you knew what a difference you\u2019ve made in my life. It warmed my heart to see all of the notes from me that you\u2019d saved, too.<\/p>\r\n<p>I&#8217;m grateful to have been able to <a href=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/?page_id=15697\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\">take videos of you telling old stories<\/a>. You were a brilliant storyteller and always had us in stitches.<\/p>\r\n<p>Now you\u2019re free to run and climb again, and even to fly, as you\u2019d always dreamed. You\u2019re strong and eternally young, in Heaven. You aced life, and now your work is done.<\/p>\r\n<p>I\u2019ll treasure being your daughter forever. I anticipate the elation of some day once again embracing the best Daddy and Mommy I could ever have hoped for.<\/p>\r\n<p>I\u2019ll see you later, Vinnie Nineball \u2026 King Cobra \u2026 The Rock \u2026 The Pallet King \u2026<\/p>\r\n<p>\u2026 Daddy.<\/p>\r\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-13050\" src=\"https:\/\/adrummergirlslife.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/drum-avatar-thumbnail-sm.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"75\" height=\"75\" \/><\/p>\r\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Eulogy read at Dad&#8217;s Celebration of Life dinner, November 22, 2015Obituary My dearest Daddy, If I were to express all you mean to me, we\u2019d be here until at least Super Bowl 50, and since everyone here has to work tomorrow, I\u2019ll try to be brief. 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