I never got to tell you Thanks Dad. Thanks for raising me as your son. You taught me to appreciate a good job and work hard to keep it. How to fix things that are broke and not be afraid to do something you haven't done. I think about you whenever I pick up a wrench, or a screwdriver to tackle a new project.... it's a good feeling. Thanks for the things we did together, weather we were fishing the old gravel pits, blasting cans, camping, hunting trips or seeing a live wrestling match cheering Fritz Von Erick we had a lot of fun.Even getting up real early to help roll those papers, I enjoyed being around you.I still do all those things I wrote about today and still enjoy them and thanks for teaching me. There's alot more but I am going to keep those smiles to myself and share these things with my grandsons. I love you Dad and I will see you again one day.