One of my fondest memories of Uncle Dave will be us fishing together.  So many times in Wisconsin, I would get up in the morning and I always wanted to go out fishing with Uncle Dave on his boat with him in the morning.  We would sit there with our coffee, talking, laughing, and fishing.  Sometime after 9 a.m., I would turn to him and ask, "Uncle Dave, is it time?" He would say, "Yeah, Kim, I think it is Miller time." He would get a beer and give me one and there we would sit drinking our beers, talking, laughing, and fishing.  Aunt Carolyn says we always ran out of gas LOL!!  We did a couple times and had to get towed back in!! After Eric and I got our boat, every time we knew we were going to go out fishing in the morning, I would say, "We need to call Uncle Dave to see if he wants to go with us," and sure enough he did!!  So many great memories of him....love you and miss you so much!!

When my brother and I were little...my Dad would get out the mattresses and lay them on the living room floor. Then, we would all lay on them and watch tv/movies. You would have thought we were going to Disney World as excited as my brother and I got. My Dad always loved to watch all the Halloween and Christmas specials with us....who am I kidding....he was still watching them even when we got older, and with his grandsons. His all time favorite Christmas movie was The Polar Express. My mom said he would put that movie in even in the summer. I can see him now...so many Christmases past, in his recliner going back and forth between that and A Chritmas Story, all day long. Last year I even took pictures of him diligently watching Polar Express as if he never saw it before. He was a big kid at heart....and that was one of the things I loved about him the most. He made everything fun for us. I love you Dad...thank you for so many great memories♡`

Well my memory if your Dad are all good. I loved it the year of I think the last Halloween party when he talked so much shit during the poker game and kicked everyone's ass.....so many people were so pissed cuz he was piss drunk talking smack and showed all of this youngen's who was the boss!!! I enjoyed those memories of him and looked forward to seeing him every Halloween party!!!! He was a good man who knew how to had fun.

My Dad has always been a dog lover. When I got my boxer, Rami aka Noodle Doodle, my parents were taking a break from having a dog because the loss of their last one was too much to bare. Every day when I would come home from work, excited to see my new puppy, she would be gone. My Dad would come and get her and take her home with him. Rami and my Dad had such a special bond and I always joked about she should've been his dog. My Dad taught her how to drink beer like a champion, he couldn't even sit down and she was already in his face wanting him to give her a drink. Shortly after my Dad passed, my Rami got sick. In one week, at 8 1/2 yrs old, she passed from cancer. In my heart, I know Dad needed her there with him and she sits by his side, fishing and drinking beer. Knowing that, although her loss has been overwhelming, I know she is safe and in the best of hands. I love you two so much and can't wait til I am sitting there with you with bright sunny skies, blue waters, and sloppy boxer kisses♡♡♡