I believe a few of you who read this blog met Ty Tandler, my father. He was a great father, a great patiot and a great Redskins fan. On Saturday, he passed away peacefully at home at the age of 83.
He was a Redskins season ticket holder since 1966. He and I sat in Section 219 at RFK and in Section 111 at FedEx Field for nearly every home game from then until the early 2000's, when I started sitting in the press box. Even after that I was always at the Tandler Tailgate, a feast that included some grilled meat and other great food.
We went to two Super Bowls together, the John Riggins game in Pasadena and the Doug Williams/The Quarter performance in San Diego. These and many other specail Redskins moments were made even better because they were shared with Dad.
Of course, if not for him, I would not be doing for a living what I am doing now, but that is not just because of the Redskins connection. Dad was the most optimistic and positive person anyone ever met. Whenever I would even think about getting discouraged he would be right there, encouraging me to continue following my passions and dreams. He was very proud of what I am doing And as the patriarch of the Tandler family, when it came to my sister, two brothers, his nine grandchildren, and all of the neices and nephews of the extended clan, he bragged about what every single one of us was able to accomplish in life.
He called me last week when his Redskins season tickets came and he was starting to figure out who to invite to each game. Dad certainly was slowing down at his age but that was not about to stop him from going to Redskins games. Sometimes he would need to stop and catch his breath during the walk from the car to seats but he wasn't about to let that stop him from seeing his beloved Redskins. He was an optimist, remember, and he practiced what he preached.
He's with Mom now. We will miss him.