Shaina’s father embodied kindness, strength, and joy. I first remember him from when I was five, arriving at school. He and Shaina were walking towards the building, him tall and strong, holding her outstretched hand. His smile radiated such warmth and brightness that I can't recall the rest of his face; it was eclipsed by the light emanating from his smile. He carried himself without presumption or a need for attention. Despite his quiet and reserved nature, he left a lasting impression on so many. He was a truly memorable man who raised an extraordinary daughter.