My Dad died on May 17th at 2:17 p.m.
He was 78 years old.
I didn't learn about AS until about eleven years ago. It was looking at Dad and through his eyes that even alterted me to AS in the first place. Everyone knew my Dad was always an odd person. Wise and well spoken my dad was a charmer. But it's his actions in life that made me realize at an early age something wasn't 100% right with him. He was always a very peculiar person. Watching him made me take a closer look into my own self. He helped me find out about Asperger's Syndrome just by being my Dad. Because I am so much like him I came to realize that if there was something amiss about my father, I could share those same traits.
What brings me to the haven today is the fact that I am very sad that he never got tested for AS in his lifetime. Simply put: I couldn't think of any way whatsoever to admit to him that he was autistic. And that he should be tested. He was always afraid of doctors in life. And in his eyes, psychologists were just as useless as MDs or physicians. "Why get tested, Mark? There's something wrong with every damn one of us." he'd say.
No one on his side of the family even knows about AS. And at this point, the Audette side of his family are just about all dead. Of those that were close to him, only his adopted mother and half sister are still alive. There's just about no one left to break the news to. My Dad died without even knowing he was an Aspie. Which is fine and good because he didn't really need to know. But I did. I still plan on staying oin this Earth to have children and pass on what little legacy I can squeeze in this lifetime.
I miss you Dad.
Today (as I write this) is Sunday. It was our day in your routine that was set aside for our little phone conversations. Conversations about John McCain being the next President of the United States. The stories about the HUGE Flounder dish at Captain D's. Another chance to squeeze in that old joke about the accountant who jumps off the side of a building.
Yeah, I miss you Dad. An Aspie the world will never get to know.
From left to right is my brothers David (responding to a snarky comment off camera), Matt (and his son - who I suspect of being an Aspie), Charles M. Audette (My always funny and chipper father) and Randy (easy going and cool).
[NOT pictured: Me!]
I love you Dad. You are missed by legions of fans and family that will always love you.

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