“The day my dad died was a perfect Southern California day. Twelve years have passed since he died of an inoperable brain tumor, and there is not a day that I don’t think about him. His engaging sense of humor, his awesome advice, just his calming presence in my life. I’m certainly not the first daughter to lose her father, but my father meant the world to me. He was so much more than just an attorney linked to the world’s most famous defendant. That’s what I want the world to know as I reflect on our father-daughter bond this week.
They say a father sets the tone for all the male relationships a girl has, and my dad made sure he set the right example from the very beginning. He was the first man to give me flowers, he took me to my first Luther Vandross concert, and he made me feel like I was the most beautiful little girl in the world. Most importantly, he helped me to believe in myself and to value myself. My dad was the first one to encourage me when I told him I wanted to be a journalist, not a lawyer. I appreciated that he let me be me, and was happy just because I was.
I still get sad when I think of the three adorable grandchildren he never got to meet and all the special family moments without him, but I realize his legacy still lives on through all of us who strive for excellence in whatever field we pursue.”