Goodbye, God Bless


Santa Prisca Cathedral

Santa Prisca Cathedral – Bar Berta Not Far Away!

A loss of an important family member occurred this past week.  My Uncle Dick (Dick Techtmeyer) passed away.  Ask anyone who knew Dick about their impressions of  him, and you’ll hear comments like, “life of the party,” “happy go-lucky,” “loving,” “happy,” “a great guy and a wonderful friend.”  The list goes on…We lost a terrific man, friend, relative, acquaintance…Dick was a total blast and a half!

One of the most impressive adventures that I personally know about is the trip Dick made with his two sisters in 1988 to Mexico.  Richard and I planned our wedding for May in 1988 and sent out invitations to everyone we knew – not expecting anyone but perhaps the village drunk and some of the villagers from our little village of Hueymatla to attend.  

SURPRISE. Never one to miss an adventure or doing something different, Dick decided this was something that was worth attending. Dick, his two sisters Lois, and Norma all somehow hopped on a plane and managed to find their way down to Mexico City.  Dick rented a car (mind you…not speaking a word of Spanish), he piled his two sisters into the car, and he smoked that car out of the rental lot in search of Taxco, Guerrero. “Don’t you worry a bit,” he said . . . assuring his sisters that he knew exactly where he was and where he was going with that 6-pack of Coronas nestled next to him and the emergency brake… The sisters hung on for dear life while Dick drove like a crazy gringo up into the mountains from Mexico City to Taxco, Guerrero.  “Have no fear,” he hollered!

Taxco - The Nearest Town to our Village

Taxco – The Nearest Town to our Village of Hueymatla

Richard and I had the task to find Dick and his sisters once they arrived in Taxco, which was the nearest town to our village which was about 50 miles away…it wasn’t too difficult.  Within minutes we found him and his many new-found Mexican friends at Bar Berta which overlooked the zocolo.  Where there was laughter, Dick was not far away!  Bar Berta rocked that night! 

The day before our wedding, Dick, Lois and Norma followed us out to our humble little village via the “burro trail” of a road to spend some time with us in the “campo.”  I still wonder what he told the vehicle rental people in Mexico City when he returned the rental car at the conclusion of his adventure…

Once he arrived in our village of about 200 souls, it didn’t take Dick long before he hauled out his new video camera and was walking the village and taking in the sites and sounds of the real Mexico.  It also didn’t take much time for him to find the old wooden swinging bridge over the little river that led to an adjoining village of about 8 hearty souls.  Dick made immediate friends with everyone there and had everyone laughing so loud that we could hear the laughter pealing through the valley for miles.

Dick Techtmeyer was a one of a kind.  He was an adventurer.  He never met anyone who wasn’t his friend immediately.  And, he was the life of every party he attended (or danced on a table!).  We will always remember him and love him dearly.  Dick brought a sense of happiness to everyone and every event. 

The view from the veranda of our home in Hueymatla

The view from the veranda of our home in Hueymatla – where we were married May 8, 1988 with Uncle Dick in full Mexican regalia and grinning from ear to ear!

Today my beloved uncle is no longer with us here on earth.  But, God bless him . . . his happy spirit will always remain in our hearts and memories.  I feel honored to have had Dick as my uncle and my friend.  He was one of a kind.  Below is a picture of Dick’s daughter Pamela and me taken about 2 years ago.  Pam and I have a bond between us – – and you guessed it – – that bond is Dick Techtmeyer.  Pam had an extraordinary father, and yes, she knew it!

Pam and Patti - photo taken 2 years ago

Pam and Patti – Photo Taken Two Years Ago

– – Birth is Not The Beginning; Death is Not The End – –

We Love You, and Always Will.

If you have any pictures or stories to share about Dick to add to this blog, please send them to me, and I’ll post them for our family and friends to enjoy.  Send to richardandpattiredd at gmail dot com (written this way, eliminates the spammers but you get the gist!)

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2 thoughts on “Goodbye, God Bless

  1. This note is from Evelyn – yet another “fan” of Dick’s….

    I love your story about Uncle Dick. I also have a [short] Uncle Dick story.

    The summer I was 14 we trekked across the continent from NY to CA and spent some time visiting with my dad’s “little brother,” Uncle Dick and his family. He took us to a nearby lake where he had a ski boat and my uber-coordinated brother quickly learned to ski and then to slalom. I, however, was a dismal failure. Time after time I tried to get up but only landed face-first or tail-first or belly-first back in the water, retrieving lost skis just to give someone else a turn and wait for another try. Uncle Dick very patiently encouraged me keep to trying. And just before we all went home, after SEVENTEEN tries (Yes, by then Everyone was counting even though they were supportive too.) his boat pulled a very tired me up out of the water to “fly” over the surface–enjoying the reflection of the mountains and setting sun on the water and even crossing the wake a couple times. I happily skimmed the water for a complete circuit and then near the dock I tossed away the rope to settle gently back into the water. I left the lake sunburned, tired and sore–but terribly glad that I hadn’t given up.

    That was the day I learned that not all endeavors are easy. Some worthwhile things are way difficult; but if you keep on trying it CAN be done.

    RIP Uncle Dick

    With love from Cousin Evelyn

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