Dear Daddy - Father's Day

Dear Daddy, Deeder, Rick,

It is so hard to believe that this is my 3rd Father’s Day without you. I remember the last Father’s Day we spent together like it was yesterday. We attended a jazz brunch (because we’re fancy) and then drank beer at a dive bar (because we’re really not that fancy). We talked about my future; you encouraged me to follow my heart and to forget about that stupid boy that broke my heart. When the bartender recognized you at the bar, you said, “Yeah I’m Kidd Kraddick and this is my gorgeous daughter who is buying my beer today!”

After three years, it somewhat baffles me that I still miss you today just as much, if not more, than the first day I lost you. Death has technically taken you away from me but it actually brought us closer than ever. I feel your presence now, more than ever. From the time you held me in your arms for the first time to the day you saw me graduate college, I am holding on to the beautiful memories that have made me the person I am today.

Kidd and caroline at her 1st birthday

I miss being at family dinner with you and hearing you say random things like “Now remember, salt can be fun, but it can be dangerous too!” I miss how you would get super obsessive about things and you’d call me and say “I’m really into country music right now” or stop in the middle of a conversation to play me the “coolest new indie song”. A song I really showed you three months ago. I miss having my theatre friends over to sing and hang around the piano and you interrupting to play “Let It Be” on the piano, aka the only song you know how to play.

Dad, I want to say thank you. Thank you for setting me up for success. Thank you for surrounding yourself with wonderful people, including the morning show cast and support staff. You were a great judge of character and I’m honored to be able to work with the people you handpicked. Thank you for setting me up with mentors who loved you and love me and watch out for me everyday, like Carolyn, Brenda and George.

Thank you for giving me your kind heart. It can get me in trouble sometimes because I love hard and I sometimes get hurt, hard. But I’m super thankful for it. I’m lucky enough to get to love the people that you left behind including our past Kidd’s Kids and of course, our loyal listeners.

Thank you for giving me your sense of humor … it has helped me laugh in situations when I wanted to cry. It’s helped me take a lighter view of life, not taking myself too seriously, and of course, keeps my friends entertained.


Thank you for sending me signs all the time. From butterflies to Ben Folds songs to random Silver Oak bottles.

Thank you for always believing in me, for not giving up on me. For always giving me all the tools to get what I wanted and for speaking success into my spirit every day. You wanted your only daughter to be loved, happy, and to help others in any little way that she could. And I try to live up to those goals every day. I no doubt fail you, and myself, daily. But I try to pick myself up when I fall, which I also get from you.

You should be here. You should be here to reap the rewards of your successful career. To watch me “adult”, to golf every day, to fulfill the rest of your dreams and to walk me down the aisle when I get married. But you’re not here. And it’s not right. But God obviously needed you more than we did down here. And because you’re not here, I get to live out the legacy that you spent your whole life preparing for me.

Kidd and Caroline silly picture

I imagine Kidd Kraddick’s heaven to be a quirky fun little place. Equipped with tons of puppies and babies to hold, Silver Oak wine by the barrel full, the best golf courses and all you can eat sushi and ice cream sundaes. I look forward to joining you there one day, but I will hold down the fort for you down here until then, Daddy. I love you.

– The girl


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