From the first day I can remember I always have a very loving and caring father he always worked hard to give me and my sister what he could. There wasn't a day that went by that he didn't tell us he loved us. It was hard the last few months of his life but at the same time my father knew I was there for him and I would be till god came to take him home. We had a lot of great talks. I loved taking him to bingo we use to tease him because bingo didn't start till 7 and he would want to be out the door by 5 . Remember when we went to Canada for vacation I was 16 well my sister and I drove him crazy because there was nothing for us to do there but shop and that was far to drive but he left us go because we were driving him crazy lol he said next time we are not coming with and we said good. I could go on and on. I have a lot of great memories.