some things about my dad by Alison Green on October 13, 2011 This is me and my dad, Steve Green. He would have turned 71 today, except that he won’t because he died in 2001. Here are some things about my dad: * He worked as a journalist for 40 years, covering Congress and national security, among other things. After he died, Senator Barbara Boxer gave a really nice tribute to him on the Senate floor. This is part of what she said: “I got to know Steve as he kept a watchful eye on Congress for the Copley News Service and the San Diego Union-Tribune. He had a quick wit, a keen intellect and a great nose for a story. Above all, he was scrupulously fair in his reporting. And he believed that as a journalist it was his role in life to help this country realize its tremendous potential … With a wink, Steve could puncture the biggest ego. He had the uncanny ability to be skeptical without being cynical. He cared for the people he covered without coddling them. He followed serious issues without losing his sense of humor.” * Despite this noble portrait, he also gave people the finger at inappropriate times. * And he once hit his Hebrew school teacher when she attempted to stop him from leaving a school picnic. And remained proud of it as an adult. * He never gave up trying to get me to read Treasure Island and David Copperfield. * He once tried to get out of a dinner invitation a month in advance by telling the person that he had to walk his dog that night. He didn’t see why I thought this was a bad excuse. * He was working at The Washington Post during the Watergate break-in, and his editor called him to cover the story. But he was out playing basketball, so the editor called Carl Bernstein instead. True story. * He loved family gossip. Even at his sickest, he’d call me up and ask, “Do you have any good gossip?” He reveled in a good scandal. Here is something that one of his former editors, Barbara Cochran, said about him in his obituary: “When he had a good story going, he would get this grin on his face — when he felt he had the goods.” This is the same grin he would get when he got ahold of some family gossip. * In the last year before he died, he couldn’t eat much — literally couldn’t, because his esophagus had been removed and replaced with a shoddy replica that didn’t tolerate food well; he could only have liquids, and even soup was often too solid for him. Yet occasionally he would pull a chocolate bar of mysterious origins from his bathrobe pocket and eat it without any problems — I assume due to sheer force of will. * He hated that I worked for nonprofits and thought I wouldn’t make enough money. He desperately wanted me to change career paths, but when anyone asked him about it, he’d bite his tongue and say, “We raised Alison to stand up for what she believes in.” Then he would secretly send me job ads he’d clipped from the paper and suggest that I go work in PR. My dad died when I was 27, so he didn’t get to see me publish a book or buy a house or write this blog or do any of the other things I’m doing now. He would have really liked it. Sometimes I’ll see a man who sort of looks like him from the back — always in grocery stores, for some reason — and I’ll let myself pretend it’s him for a minute. But it never is. { 99 comments }
jmkenrick* October 13, 2011 at 7:39 pm Sounds like a fun and fascinating guy. Sucks that you don’t get to see him on his birthday, but it’s wonderful that you have such positive memories of him. P.S. He was right about Treasure Island, you know.
Anonymous* October 14, 2011 at 7:09 am No no…its real fun (I’m a girl!) I really enjoyed it as a kid…and I was one of those Enid Blyton avid readers. ‘Tis not too late still…!
jmkenrick* October 14, 2011 at 12:13 pm I could see people calling it that, but I would counter that a lot of wonderful books are written “for” boys, but can be enjoyed by girls just as easily. Which leads me to a huge pet peeve…boys who refuse to take “girl” books seriously. Ugh.
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 14, 2011 at 7:55 pm Okay, I have ordered it from Amazon and I am going to finally read it!
Katya* October 13, 2011 at 7:43 pm This is a wonderful tribute to your father. Thanks for sharing it with your readers, and best wishes.
Steve Geoghan* October 13, 2011 at 7:45 pm Sorry Allison. Follow your blog because you post so much and discuss so many real, granular problems. Can’t wait to see what will come up next.
Anonymous in Chicago* October 13, 2011 at 7:55 pm I burst into tears as I read the last sentence. This is beautiful, thank you for sharing. And I am sending you a huge virtual hug.
JessB* October 14, 2011 at 9:14 am Me too! I’ve been spending a lot of time with my Dad over the past year, since my Mum left him. We shop together on Saturdays, at first so I could teach him what to get, but now it’s the highlight of my week. He’s such a great person. Sending you love Alison. I think your Dad would be so proud you can write so well, and bring so much to so many people.
Anonymous* October 13, 2011 at 8:02 pm AAM, sorry to hear, but I appreciate you posting this tribute to your dad. I never really had a father figure to look up to so your post brought smiles to my face. There’s really only been one “father figure” I’ve had and that was my mentor at my internship. Although it was for a short period of time, he still impacts me even today. With that being said, I thank you for all of your advice and especially for this blog. It’s the only place where I can truly depend on for advice on mentorship and career. Know that your blog impacts many people and that your dad would be proud!
Christine* October 13, 2011 at 8:06 pm Wonderful post Allison…thanks so much for sharing that. Also sending you a virtual hug. P.S. Aside from one of my nieces, I can’t say I’ve ever seen an infant with such RED hair…I love that! Very cute picture.
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 13, 2011 at 10:26 pm You have a redheaded niece! I bet she hates it.
Lina* October 13, 2011 at 11:55 pm I hate being a redhead. Too easy to spot. Too memorable. Never could get away with anything in school. I’m sorry Alison. I think he did see you do those things, if that helps. However, I believe that no words will ever make someone feel better about something like this.
Christine* October 14, 2011 at 11:32 am To be honest, I have no idea how she feels about her hair…she’s only 9, so she may not have thought about it just yet. I’ll have to ask my sister (who’s a brunette!).
Anonymous* October 14, 2011 at 1:19 pm Ditto on the red hair. I’m a graying redhead, and my oldest son has hair so flagrantly and awesomely red that he wound up being taken to the principal’s office the other day because a teacher thought he was dying his hair outside the dress code (i.e. no color that doesn’t appear naturally). It’s that insanely red. LOVE IT. I loved this piece. The Bernstein story is wonderful. If it’s any comfort, to my outside/stranger/don’tknowyoufromaholeintheground eye, it appears that he really, really lives on in you. And can see and enjoy everything that you’re doing now. Memories are good. Great memories are the best.
Erica* October 13, 2011 at 8:08 pm Beautiful post. I truly wish I knew the right words, because I’d love to hear them. Five months today. You know where to find me if you want to talk. To dads!
Naama* October 13, 2011 at 8:49 pm It’s amazing how clearly we can see that he loved you so much, just from those photos.
Rebecca* October 13, 2011 at 8:58 pm Thank you for sharing such a beautiful, moving tribute. Another virtual hug for you!
Anonymous* October 13, 2011 at 9:53 pm I’m sure he is looking down on you, knowing all of your accomplishments and is with you always, especially in times of need. So why did he hit the Hebrew school teacher? PS L’shana tova to you and yours.
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 13, 2011 at 10:24 pm He wanted to leave the school picnic and go visit his grandfather’s mattress factory. The teacher was not about to let that happen. But he hit her, and then happen it did.
Caitlin* October 13, 2011 at 10:33 pm Thank you for such a lovely look into your life – your father sounds like a simply great guy who loved you and wanted the best for you. That story about Watergate is priceless! That last picture made me tear up – I bet so many girls have pictures like that with their daddies.
Jackie* October 13, 2011 at 10:48 pm Aw, this brought tears to my eyes. What a wonderful piece of your life to share. I’m sure he’s looking down on you, very proud! Thanks for sharing!
dee* October 13, 2011 at 10:52 pm This post about your Father brought me to tears. Makes me want to go home and spend time with my dad. I believe that this world and the next dimension is paper thin. Know your Father is always with you, has seen all your accomplishments and is very prod of you. Thanks for sharing. Virtual hug from me to you.
Susan* October 13, 2011 at 10:52 pm That was lovely…thank you for sharing, which allowed me to remember all my (step)dad’s wonderfulness tonight. Big Hugs {{ }}
Clobbered* October 13, 2011 at 10:57 pm I can’t help asking. What’s the story with the school picnic? Why was he leaving?
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 14, 2011 at 12:54 am He and his younger brother got bored and wanted to visit their grandfather’s mattress factory so they decided to leave. A kindly Hebrew school teacher tried to stop them, grabbed his arm, and he … hit her and ran off :)
Danielle* October 13, 2011 at 10:59 pm I lost my dad young, so people tell me this all the time, but I think it’s true, and I know it is in your case too – he’s really proud of you. You do good work and you truly help people who are often in dire circumstances – unemployed or trapped in bad jobs. That’s something to be very proud of.
Shawn* October 13, 2011 at 11:18 pm What a wonderful remembrance of your father. I saw your update on FB and immediately clicked on it…yesterday my mother passed away after a 5 week nightmare battle with lung cancer and I’m so overwhelmed and trying to cope. It’s helping me to hear stories of other people who have lost their parent…it doesn’t seem possible to understand right now.
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 14, 2011 at 12:55 am Shawn, I’m so sorry. My dad had cancer too. It’s awful. All I can tell you is that while you will always miss her, it does get easier. Hang in there.
Aimee* October 14, 2011 at 9:08 am Shawn, My mom died a couple of years ago after a nine month battle with cancer. It’s terrible and heartbreaking but it does get easier. And sometimes worse. And then easier again. I started to seek out others who had lost a parent and that really helped me. That and refined sugar..
Lynda* October 13, 2011 at 11:50 pm Sending warm thoughts to you – your dad would be so proud of you for all the people’s lives you’ve changed. I’ve recommended your blog to so many people who are jobless and desperate, with the knowledge it will help them feel better. Many hugs.
Karen Datangel* October 14, 2011 at 12:20 am Sorry to hear about your father, Alison. However, it’s always nice to see something personal from a favorite blogger, such as this lovely tribute to him. I’m sure he is very proud of you. And as a recent journalism graduate, it’s great to hear that he was so accomplished and well-respected in the field. Wow, to think that he could have covered Watergate though…If you don’t mind me asking, has he ever expressed any regret or otherwise? Great post. Thank you for sharing with us. He sounded like a great man.
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 14, 2011 at 12:56 am Oddly, no! I always wondered why he wasn’t totally bitter about it!
Travis W.* October 14, 2011 at 12:34 am “He had a quick wit, a keen intellect and a great nose for a story.” Like father, like daughter. Your blog honors his memory. Be proud.
Emily* October 14, 2011 at 2:06 am What a very touching post. I’m sure your dad is very proud of you. You have helped so many people with your wonderful advice! Thank you for sharing!
Eric Woodard* October 14, 2011 at 5:33 am Really nice Alison – you have so many daily readers and fans. I have no doubt your Dad is one of them, looking down on you.
Anonymous* October 14, 2011 at 7:16 am I teared up too reading the last line. I’m sure he’s watching & thrilled with what you’ve achieved so far …
Anon.* October 14, 2011 at 8:22 am He sounds like quite a guy! .. and a wonderful father too. Thank you for sharing your memories of him.
Long Time Admin* October 14, 2011 at 8:40 am <> Me, too. And it hurts when I think, just for a nano-second, that it *is* my dad or mother, and I immediately know it isn’t. Your dad sounds like a great guy!
Long Time Admin* October 14, 2011 at 8:45 am “Sometimes I’ll see a man who sort of looks like him from the back — always in grocery stores, for some reason — and I’ll let myself pretend it’s him for a minute. But it never is.” This was supposed to be the first paragraph.
Aimee* October 14, 2011 at 9:01 am My mom died a couple of years ago when I was 31. She was the best person I’ve ever known and my best friend. I had the most vivid dream about her last night and spent most of my my morning routine teary eyed and achy. Your post is the first thing I read this morning and exactly what I needed. I’m sorry for our losses, but thank you so much for sharing.
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 14, 2011 at 7:55 pm Oh, I love having those dreams — it feels like the only time I get to have my dad back!
Eunice* October 14, 2011 at 9:02 am So they say “don’t cry at work” but I always read your blog while eating my breakfast in the cafeteria and I could NOT HELP but tear up at this wonderfully put memorial!!!! You pulled at my heartstrings and I can only imagine the pain you must’ve went through when you lost him. Thanks for your memories, they touched my heart.
Karyn* October 14, 2011 at 9:09 am This was a lovely and touching post. My husband’s father passed away last February, the day after Valentine’s Day. The last thing he did on earth was to have us send John’s mother flowers with a note that said, “Sweetheart, all my love, love for a lifetime. I’ll see you later.” I’d like to think all fathers who loved the mothers of their children sit up there together and compare stories. :) I’m sure yours does. <3
Karyn* October 15, 2011 at 11:48 am Your father sounds like a beautiful man, just like my husband’s. Cancer is the most insidious disease, but it can’t break someone’s spirit and won’t kill their memory. I loved reading the stories about your father, because they brought back memories of my father in law. Thank you for that. And as a fellow Jew, there are some Hebrew school teachers he could whack for me if he’s feeling particularly bored up in Heaven. :)
Andrea* October 14, 2011 at 9:44 am You look so much like him! I used to be embarrassed at how much I took after my dad, but now I find it oddly comforting that I have his nose. I’m sure he’d still be proud of you. Thanks for sharing!
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 14, 2011 at 7:56 pm I do look like him! And I find it oddly comforting too.
hnahk* October 14, 2011 at 9:45 am trying very hard not to cry at work right now. thanks for sharing such a beautiful tribute. (((((((hugs)))))))
Anonymous* October 14, 2011 at 10:04 am I love the story of how he wanted you to change careers, but if anyone asked, he stood up for you. What a great dad.
class factotum* October 14, 2011 at 10:10 am My dad died 14 years ago. I will still dream that I hear him talking in the kitchen. I always wake up and run to see if he’s there, even though I’ve only been in this house 3 years. Every time, it is a crushing disappointment when I realize it was just a dream.
Anonymous* October 14, 2011 at 11:04 am Sounds like he was a very lucky man to have you as a daughter and you were very fortunate to have him as your dad
Just me* October 14, 2011 at 11:17 am I couldn’t read it all here at work, I was tearing up too badly. I lost my mom at 28 and she never got to meet my second son or to watch both my boys grow and develop into the fantastic young men that they are… I feel your pain vividly. But thank you for sharing as I feel it is a way of helping all of us to cope and to continue to heal.
Maggie* October 14, 2011 at 11:23 am Beautiful, beautiful tribute. Thank you for sharing with all of us.
Happy Worker* October 14, 2011 at 11:32 am It was my dad’s birthday a couple of days ago and I was thinking of him too. I found myself missing him more this year than I had the last couple of years. Thanks for writing this: it made me smile.
HDL* October 14, 2011 at 3:01 pm Thanks for the wonderful tribute that brought tears to my eyes! I know how you feel. My mother died when I was 26, so she didn’t see me get married, finish my PhD, or have my first baby. I’m sure your dad is just proud of you as my mom is of me!
discountchica* October 14, 2011 at 5:16 pm what a lovely piece to read… your father sounds like a wonderful man.
Lisa* October 14, 2011 at 6:35 pm I cried at the last two lines– I lost the woman I considered my mother just after my 18th birthday and I think the same way about her. I think about her every day and I don’t think I’d ever want that to change, even though missing her hurts. Thanks for sharing, Alison.
Megg* October 14, 2011 at 7:07 pm This was lovely. My dad died last year; I was 21. I think making lists like these help a lot.
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 14, 2011 at 7:57 pm I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who left such nice comments here. I’ve teared up reading some of them. I wasn’t sure how this post would go over — it’s not exactly career advice — and I’m so moved that it moved other people. Thank you.
Cheryl* October 16, 2011 at 1:40 pm Thanks for sharing your story. I’m always surprised that people don’t talk more about death and loss, since it’s such a big part of life that affects everyone (as you can see from the comments here). I, too, lost my father at 27 before I felt I had really “accomplished” very significant with my life. I just keep reminding myself that I am who I am and where I am in life because of my father’s influence – and that is something that will stick with me forever. Virtual hug.
Laura* October 14, 2011 at 11:56 pm That was lovely. Thank you for sharing. I’m calling my dad first thing tomorrow (a bit late tonight, or I’d call him this second).
Maddy* October 15, 2011 at 1:06 am Your father sounds like a wonderful man. You must be so proud of him.
Heather B* October 15, 2011 at 10:23 am What a beautiful tribute. I may pass it on to my mom, who lost her father when she was in college. Thank you so much for sharing that with us.
Nilu* October 15, 2011 at 12:14 pm This post reminds me of my Dad. He passed away when I was 22. Loved him to death! Very sweet tribute…touched by it. Your father would be so proud of you!
Anonymous* October 15, 2011 at 9:43 pm Happy Birthday to my Uncle. This is so great and revealed some stories I had not heard before i.e. Watergate. He is always with you and I loved so many things about him. I see some of him in Jack.
Nora* October 17, 2011 at 11:43 pm I’m so sorry for the loss of your father. My dad was cut from a similar cloth in that generation (including living in DC in the ’70s and working “near” the Hill) and is also dismayed at my choices to work at non-profits, but he is the proudest of anyone when he talks about me to third parties. Thank you for sharing this and I hope you are comforted by what sound like some wonderful memories.
7th Child* October 18, 2011 at 9:00 am That was beautiful. Thank you for sharing those memories. Even though he is not physically near you I truly believe our loved ones are with us and keep us strong and comfort us when we need it. I still miss my dad who died when I was 14. I sometimes feel like I barely had time to get to know him. So memories are so precious. Ok, I can’t see my keyboard anymore through the tears. hugs to you.
Alex* October 18, 2011 at 3:41 pm I lost my father when I was 28 (and my mother just this year at 30), so I can relate to your story in so many ways. Especially seeing someone in the grocery store that reminds you of them! This article was a really great tribute to who your dad was and the impact he made on your life – nicely done.
Ask a Manager* Post authorOctober 18, 2011 at 3:44 pm Why is it always the grocery store? I’ve never been able to figure that out.
Becky* October 20, 2011 at 4:07 pm This was just…absolutely lovely to read. Your father sounds like he was a fantastic individual. I kept grinning at parts even while my eyes welled up. (The chocolate bar bit! And of course, punching the poor Hebrew teacher.) Thank you for sharing him with us. My dad passed away when I was twenty, so I can definitely relate. He was also a big fan of helpfully forcing first test guides, then college guides, then internship ones on me throughout the years. (Huge advocate of tons of preparation beforehand.) Since he isn’t around to try to advise me on the job quest, I’ve done my research solo, and well, your site has been so tremendously helpful.
Crystal* October 25, 2011 at 9:34 am Wow. I loved reading this blog a lot. My dad just passed in June and I am 27 right now. It’s so hard but for some twisted reason it makes it easier knowing I’m not the only one that lost my dad young and so many are younger then me. I truly enjoy your blogs sense of humor and I would have to say you must have your dad’s quick wit. Thank you for some soul bearing. It’s so refreshing.
Joe* October 25, 2011 at 4:37 pm That was a beautiful and touching tribute. I feel that you achieved the impossible: in just a short bulleted list, you gave me a view of who a man was that I never had the opportunity to meet. I’m sure there is so much more you could say about him, but your love, respect, fondness, and enjoyment for/of your dad really comes through. Thank you for sharing.
katie* January 2, 2012 at 10:24 pm my dad died 7.5 years ago when i was 14, and there’s not a day that goes by without me thinking of him. i don’t believe in god or heaven and hell, or any of that, but i’m sure our dads are somewhere, watching us.. maybe having a drink and all. who knows?
Job seeker* December 28, 2012 at 3:35 pm What a wonderful post. Alison, I lost my dad in my 20’s so I understand the part about them not getting to see many things. My dad never got to walk me down the aisle when I got married. I walked down the aisle at church to meet my husband alone. No-one could have taken his place or filled his shoes. He never saw my children or my sister’s youngest children. There are many things I wish he could have been here to share. He passed away with cancer also. I can see why you are so talented. This is such a beautiful tribute to your father. I am sure this touched your mom with all the things you said. Your love for him shines through this post. He would be so very proud of you.
PJ* September 13, 2013 at 12:07 pm You just made reference to this in a post today. Thank you for sharing it. It brought up loving memories of my own father. You’re right — the opportunity to talk about our lost loved ones is a gift. Your father sounds like he was a really great dad. You’ve done him proud, and from my own particular faith tradition I can say that I believe he knows it.