Richard "Lionheart" Adams
My father-in-law
Richard passed away recently. He had an
ongoing battle with a variety of diseases and organ malfunctions. His death wasn’t something anyone was
expecting, but it wasn’t unexpected either.
I had wanted to write down some memories beforehand, but ultimately thought
I would have a few more years with him vice a few months. The death of a loved one is obviously a
terrible thing, you not only mourn the passing of that person, but the door is effectively
closed on any future memories with them.
I
have known Richard about 10 years, and in that time I witnessed a true "lion among men" who worked tirelessly in the banking industry and didn't stop until his body forced him to. Conversely when he was at home, he was a docile lamb that
cherished his family and loved ones more than anything else on this Earth. He once confided in me that he was happier
since leaving his professional life, despite the constant dialysis treatments
and various doctor’s appointments. It ultimately allowed him to spend more time with his children and grandchildren, whom he loved greatly.
I think the first
thing that I noticed about Richard was his piercing intellect. He had sky blue eyes that almost seemed to
see right through you. His mind was like
a steel-trap and I know it was the most beloved of his attributes. As far as his family is concerned, he used
his mental abilities to bring those around him up, he knew the right course of
action for any situation, and knew it almost instantly. In that respect, he was a beloved friend,
mentor and confidante to everyone he knew.
Richard was a
connoisseur of life. He knew how to
cook, drink, and socialize with the best of them. He was raised in an Italian environment,
and his various uncles and mother taught him that family is the most important
thing in life, and that life is to be celebrated at every opportunity. Holidays, marriages, and even birthdays were
celebrated with a ferocity that is all-consuming for those involved. I know that their love and devotion helped shaped
who he was, and made him a very compassionate and caring soul.
Along the way,
Richard taught me a variety of valuable lessons. He taught me how to live life to the fullest,
and to just be comfortable in my own skin. He accepted everyone he met unconditionally,
didn’t judge, and tried to help them in whatever way he was able. He also taught me that forgiveness (of myself
and others) is the greatest “strength” that a person can have.
Richard was an amazing friend and father,
and I want to thank him for all the great memories, life lessons, and friendship. He is someone that is irreplaceable and the
next few months will be very dark and lonely for anyone who knew him.