With sorrow — yet peace — I share with you that my Dad, Michael P. Daly, 88, passed away on April 7 and joined my Mother, Margaret E. Daly, in Heaven.
Like Mom, Dad was my hero and lived a wonderful life of hard work, service to his country, and, most importantly, care for his family. Dad was a devout Catholic who was raised in Gerritsen Beach, Brooklyn, where he rooted for his beloved Brooklyn Dodgers and met Jackie Robinson — “The Boys of Summer” — before proudly serving in the US Navy during the Korean War. Dad came home to marry Mom, work as a New York City Firefighter as the “Iron Eagle” in Bedford Stuyvesant, and enjoy softball, golf, Giants football, Irish music, camping trips, horseshoes at “Kiddy Beach,” and, of course, Schaefer beer.
Dad raised me and my four siblings before retiring with Mom to a wonderful life in Sea Colony, Florida for nearly 30 years. He became beloved “Pop” to his 9 grandchildren — all of whom he adored — and spent his final years back home in Brooklyn with our family. I was with Dad earlier this week — and during our recent Wellness Day Off — so we had the chance to pray together and say goodbye to one another.
In lieu of flowers or traveling to attend the funeral, I would ask the STAC community to say a prayer for Dad ... spend time with your family ... and consider making a small donation in Dad’s name so that his memory lives on through our deserving students.