Just a word of thanks to all the Dads out there that are taking the time to actually raise their children. I lost my dad in 1972. And I still miss him. If your father is still alive, call him up. Or better yet, go see him tomorrow and tell him that you love him. My father worked hard to make sure my brother and I had more than he and Mom had when they were younger. He was taken by one heart attack less than a month before his 49 birthday. I have outlived him. I hope that I'm at least half the man that he was.
I still miss you Dad.
I still miss you Dad.
