My Dad was walking at Mile Square park on October 10th 2024 when he was struck by a vehicle and left for dead in the parking lot. He was found in a pool of blood by security. He was rushed to the hospital and it was determined he had a shattered pelvis, two broken ribs, a punctured lung and large hematoma on his head. The following day in the ER he had an adverse reaction to a medication that caused him to have a cardiac arrest. He was in a coma for 3 weeks and suffered an anoxic brain injury. Throughout the past year and few months of his recovery journey he faced multiple infections and surgeries. After battling over 14 months, at the beginning of this year he developed a serious infection that turned into sepsis and ultimately took its toll. He went to heaven 1/25. As we all know the healthcare industry can suck you dry financially and we are asking for help for his final burial expenses and for my Mom as she now has to adjust her living situation and navigate life without her husband of 43 years.

If you ever met my Dad, even if it was only for a minute you know what type of man he was. He was so incredibly genuine and caring. Always greeted everyone with a big smile. He was instantly friends with everyone he met. He was the Dad that everyone wished they had. He would take time off work to take half the neighborhood kids wherever we wanted to go whether it was to the movies or to play paintball or to the beach. He always went above and beyond in business, friendships, and as a husband and father. If you live in Rancho Santa Margarita chances are you or your neighbors either bought or sold their house with my Dad. Growing up I thought it was so cool that he knew people everywhere we went. It was like he was a local celebrity. He also coached little league for a number of years and made so many friends and lasting impressions on the kids and families who he coached. My Dad was selfless. I found out a few weeks before the accident that he had been doing weekly grocery shopping for one of his past clients that was in her mid 90’s and unable to do it herself. He loved driving for Veyo in his spare time taking older people to their Dr. appointments. Thats the type of man my Dad was. There are so many stories that I could tell to describe my Dads character but it still wouldn’t begin to paint the full picture. I hope to keep his spirit alive by spreading the same love and kindness he did.

Update: Thank you all for the support. My Dad had so many friends that it’s hard to get in touch with everyone. Please share this to anyone you think may have known him so they can learn of his passing. We will be having a memorial at some point and we will update when we have more information.

I always loved this photo and how happy he is to be holding me. I’m so blessed to have had him as my father.

O-H IO My Dad was a huge Ohio State fan and we got to watch them win the national championships last year in his hospital room.