Who do you look up to, who do you admire, or who do you strive to emulate? These are pretty much similar questions. Whichever format the question is formulated, if I had to answer it. The first person I would mention is my father.
I mention him because I am male, and my father is the first role model of what a male should be, what a male is. If one thinks about what this implies, then it is a terrible onus to place on any one person.
The next person I admire is my mother. Perhaps all mothers appear saintly, I believe my mother really was saintly. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t perfect by any means, but then again, we are all human, so no one is; however, my mother was the quaint essential version of a saint. She was a strict Catholic and attended church and followed its teaching as best one could. She raised seven children with a strict, firm, but caring hand.
—Robert Confiant 10 September 2016 (24 March 2018)