Theodore Morrow Fairchild Jr. "Ted"

I keep thinking about things that I want to share with Dad and reach for my phone to call him, and then.................. I miss him and this grief is still hanging around pretty viscerally. I hope that wherever you are, Dad, that you are full of peace and are graced by the Presence of something spectacular and beyond our comprehension.

I experienced a very strong memory of Ted last evening when I was out to dinner with a friend to "Farm Burger" in San Anselmo, CA. As I was waiting in line to place my order, it dawned on me that one of the last times I had been here was in the company of my daughter, Griffin, Kari and Ted.

Like an apparition, I could see the group of us sitting at a table near the front windows passing around burgers as they arrived at the table. The kids and Pappa dug in while Kari was still working out which was whose, carmelized onions or no, sweet potatoe fries or regular fries.....
Ted was downright serious about eating and thoroughly enjoying his burger when it was determined that there had been some mix-up; the waiter brought another, placing it in front of Ted and he enjoyed that one matter-of-factly just as much!

There was a chunk of time when the kids were in high school where it felt like Ted had always been there; he was present for holidays and birthdays and school events and we knew the habits of Sweetie and it was really quite remarkable how Kari had just conjured up this comfy home and routine that had Ted in it as a staple and which was of comfort to us all as an extended family.

Golden days, golden memories. Thank you, Kari, for sharing your dad and placing him into our lives....
xox

Spent many delightful hours in conversation and exploration with Ted. Always learned from his fresh perspective and friendly demeanor. We shared stories about our common area of work and his experiences were always a delight to hear about. Very sorry for the loss of such a bright and vital man. chuck