There are several things that I can remember about my Dad. I was only a baby but I can remember how big and strong he was. He would drink a tall glass of water without stopping and then let out a great big Aaaah when he was done. How I would climb up and put my little feet on top of his and we would dance together, or how he would give me piggyback rides through the house. I also remember him sitting me on the kitchen table and picking booger's out of my nose! I cannot remember his face, but only a silhouette of his image when I think of him. I hold on to these things because this helps me to keep him alive in my thoughts and in my mind...

There are several things that I can remember about my Dad. I was only a baby but I can remember how big and strong he was. He would drink a tall glass of water without stopping and then let out a great big Aaaah when he was done. How I would climb up and put my little feet on top of his and we would dance together, or how he would give me piggyback rides through the house. I also remember him sitting me on the kitchen table and picking booger's out of my nose! I cannot remember his face, but only a silhouette of his image when I think of him. I hold on to these things because this helps me to keep him alive in my thoughts and in my mind...