Two Gilroyans were moved to share their story with the Dispatch’s readers as Father’s Day approaches on Sunday. Don’t forget to tell Dad you love him.
Albert Cazinha, at the age of 91, passed away on Saturday June 9. His daughter Karen Scorsur, wrote into the Dispatch and said she wrote something down for his funeral.
“I thought I would share this with you to honor him,” Scorsur said. Here’s her tribute:
“My Dad loved me, which was something that was not often said.
He was a man of few words, but his actions proved that he did.
There is not one cell in me that is biologically his.
He married my mom, who had three teenage kids.
Now why on earth would a man in his 40s ever do that?
My mom is very special which was probably reason enough for him to put up with us brats.
He taught me so many things that a “real” father should.
He taught me to do yard work, and trim every rose. And now I love digging in dirt, just watching things grow.
He taught me how to bowl and to keep score. And now I love trying new things and push myself to do more.
He taught me to drive and change my own tire. And now I have confidence that makes me try harder.
And something special, a side note if you will, he gave me a grandmother, who meant so much in my life then and always will.
It doesn’t take cells to make a real Dad you know. It takes actions that speak, louder than words.”
Genelle Azevedo dropped off a letter about her dad Frank R. Willson to the Dispatch. Here’s her tribute:
“Kind, happy, sharp and witty was Dad. Illness took its toll at age 23 which was sad.
Never complained, made the best of it, to his last day. Changed his auto mechanic job to driving school bus. Loved picked up and driving children to school. Enjoyed all their excitement which was cool. At age 31, he had to quit working for good, Mom took over his job of driving for 17 years and felt she should. His health got worse and many years went by. He as always upbeat and helped me to learn … Always look at the positive side and be happy and smile. A great Dad … He taught me wisdom comes through trial.
Raina of Gilroy, sent in this letter about her dad Job Camarena.
“My dad is the best Dad ever!
Although he is not my biological father … He is my father. He’s raised me since I was 3-years-old (now 33). He never made me once feel like a step-child. It’s funny because when he introduces me, people sometimes say we look nothing alike.
He laughs and says, “Well, what can I say?” She gets her looks from her mother … Thanks God!” I love him so much. He can even tell what kind of day I’m having by a simply phone call. He’s very laid back, nonjudgmental, and very easy to talk to. He’s a great listener. I love you dad with all my hear. Thank you for being who you are.”
