What Will Your Children Say About You?

What Will Your Children Say About You?

As fathers, we will leave a legacy for our children, whether good or ill. Start working on your legacy today, that your children may have a brighter tomorrow.

I can remember, as if it were yesterday, the last day I spent with my Dad. We had an enjoyable day together meeting with business leaders in the Sydney CBD. Three days later, the police knocked on my door to notify me of my father’s passing.

I was shocked at my own expression of grief and how long I took to get over his death. I wrote about it in an article titled, “You Are Never Ready to Lose Your Father.”

My dad was 74 years of age when he passed, which was the average age of death for a man in 1984, so arguably a good innings, but still a shock. It is 38 years down the track, and I still miss my Dad.

My Dad was a massive inspiration to me. Thankfully, I have been able to pass some of that inspiration on to my own children.

As Shannon Alder wisely said,

“Carve your name on hearts, not tombstones. A legacy is etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about you.”

My daughter-in-law lost her Dad in March 2019. She misses her Dad so much. He was a salt-of-the-earth man with some colourful language to boot. He was a brickie, so he always got straight to the point.

As a fellow tradesman, I wrote a tribute piece to his passing titled, “A Man Called Mick.” At his funeral, this is what my daughter-in-law said about her Dad.

“Even though we were loved, Dad always made it really clear to us that Mum was his favourite, he called her his sweetheart. They were like two peas in a pod.

  • Cuppa every afternoon (beer in summer). Mum put it in the freezer 30min before Dad got home. If we came out the front, we were told to go away. It was their time to chat and catch up.
  • Every Valentine’s Day, Dad would pick Mum a rose from the garden and make her a cup of tea and put it next to her bed before leaving for work.
  • He always said that the best thing about his day was seeing Mum when he got home.
  • Mum would tuck Dad into bed every single night. Even when they weren’t on speaking terms, Dad would still let Mum know he was going to bed, and she would tuck him in.

The truth is, Mum and Dad really loved each other, for better or worse.

The four of us (my brother & two sisters) got together this week to talk about what we wanted to share about Dad. We had so many stories, so many funny times and great memories, but more than anything it was some of Dad’s simple character traits that we really loved and will miss the most.

Dad had a strong presence that always made you feel safe.

He was full of integrity, and taught us about responsibility, honesty and a good work ethic.

We all knew that honesty and telling the truth was important. You could get away with a lot of things in the Robbins household, but if you got caught lying… *whistle*… LOOK OUT

Dad always made sure we were ok... We had great Dad. And we know we did…

We have put together some photos of Dad’s great life, so get your tissues out.”

I came across a great article by Nick Saban called “The Story of My Dad.” Nick’s story reminded me of how we miss our own dads. I will let you be the judge.

Not a day goes by that I don’t miss and think about my Dad. His passing at forty-six years of age seemed unreal and was devastating to our family; yet he is always with me in spirit, in my heart, and in my mind.  

We had a unique relationship because he was my Dad, my boss, and my coach. I loved him very much and want everyone to know that I wouldn’t be the person I am nor have had the success I’ve enjoyed without the experience of Dad in my life; he was my champion! 

He set a standard of excellence and provided a set of values and direction for my life that I still follow today.


The last conversation I had before Dad died of a sudden heart attack was just after the start of my first season as a GA in 1973. I told him I wanted to be a coach like him and he gave advice, as always, “I’m happy you want to be a coach, however, the expectation, no matter what you choose to do, must always be to do your best and to be the best.”

I promised him I would always try… that was the last time we spoke. I am so thankful I had my father as an example of uncompromising values, standards to live by and, especially, his love for me and compassion for others…

Dad’s headstone recalls his legacy, “No man stands as tall as when he stoops to help a child.”


As fathers, we all leave a legacy.

What will your children say about you? That’s why I write to you every week. Give it your best shot before it is too late!

Yours for Leaving a Legacy,
Warwick Marsh

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First published at Dads4Kids. Photo by Alena Darmel.

Thank the Source

Chadwick Boseman Is Gone But Will Never Be Forgotten

Being an actor is a hard dollar. It is a litany of rejection, of “no thank you” without the “thank you.” It is waking up every day after having been told no and believing that a yes is coming. There are two types, those who are just delusional and those who just need their chance. Chadwick Boseman was the latter and we should all be grateful that he got his chance because he gave us performances that will not only outlive his too short life, but also all of ours.

I would like to be able to explain why some people sparkle on stage and screen and others don’t. I can’t. It is metaphysical magic; it captures us precisely because we can’t explain it. And Boseman had whatever that that elusive thing is in spades. You had to watch him. You can’t teach that, it’s a natural gift that he exuded in every role he played.

Boseman was best known for playing two superheroes, one real and one imagined. Playing Jackie Robinson in “42” Boseman captured the tortured heroism of the first black man in Major League Baseball. He brought through the silver screen the great triumph that was Robinson’s career, but also the toll that blazing that trail took on him. It is an elegant performance worthy of the Hall of Fame baseball star he portrayed. On its own it would cement him as one of the great actors of his generation.

But of course this is not what the Howard University trained actor is best known for. No. He in fact blazed his own trail not unlike Jackie Robinson as the first black actor to star in a Marvel movie as the stand-alone super hero. Black Panther. How complicated and multi-coded those two words have become. But for millions of kids and movie fans, it means one thing; it means a black super hero that belongs to all of us.

This was a performance of a lifetime from an actor taken from us all to soon. His turn in this role that he will define forever was the epitome of grace. Too nice by far was his portrayal of the king of Wakanda until it had to be dirty, and even then, even having vanquished his foe it returned to his natural posture of humility and profound understanding of the human condition. That is what actors do. They understand what drives us, what lies beneath our actions. Boseman held what Shakespeare called the mirror up to nature.

We will not get to see Chadwick Boseman play King Lear, or explore the intricacies of Chekhov and Ibsen. More the pity. But we can celebrate what he left us. The artist does not measure his worth in money or fame. The artist measures it in the impact he has on his audience. Boseman took our breath away, and while he may breath no longer, his portrayal of Black Panther will live forever.

Eulogists more gifted than I am will extol what his performance meant to young black kids, and yes that is true. But my own son, 10 years old, who is not black, found in his performance a man he wants to emulate. Boseman did not give us a black super hero; he gave a super hero. Full stop.

Life and death are capricious in their devastating ways. This thin line of being and experiencing what we perceive as reality is always taken away too fast. We cannot help but think in Boseman’s case it was too fast, that his enormous gifts should have been granted to us longer. It was not to be.

This is a loss. We must let ourselves feel it. It is unfair, it is ugly, it is wrong. But Chadwick Boseman was a great actor. He lived a dream most see extinguished because he was remarkable. Yes, we must mourn his passing, but we must also celebrate what he gave us. He had chops. Anyone who ever stood upon stage knows it and everyone else does too. This is a tough loss. But let us never forget what he did.

He is literally a super hero and he always will be.



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