I was about five years old, maybe six. My Dad and my brother and I were out on the back patio it was a summer late afternoon early evening time. It was on one of his days off I believe it was on a Friday. My Dad had his Marty Robins LP playing on his console stereo. The song had a Hawaiian Ukalali he was playing it was a beautiful sound and my Dad wrapped a green and blue towel around my waste and picked a bright pretty red rose and stuck it in my hair above my ear. He started to dance with me holding my hand and twirling it above my head as I spun around and then started doing the Hula dance. We laughed. It was so beautiful outside,beautiful music and a Beautiful Memory for Me. My Dad worked so hard all his life and was a very strong man. He was strict to a degree. But as he grew and we grew things got tougher and differences kept us apart but Love and determination on both parts brought us back to each others world. I grew and my Oldest brother Tim who preceeded him in death told me the day that God took him home was these words that are as clear now as they were then and It made all the difference in the world to me on what I NEEDED TO DO..those words were these...Dad Loves each and everyone of us, he feels he failed us as a Father in teaching us how to be in life as a parent, He knows we can do better and it hurts him to see us be the way we are in our young teenage years. And it is easier for him not to see us messing up when they have taught us different. So from that day forward I made a choice that I was going to have My Relationship back with My Dad. That I would do whatever it took to get it. And I did..That was the last conversation I had with my Brother Tim...And on the day of Tim's services May 15,1990 was the first hug I recieved from my Dad in over 20 years.that was the first time I ever seen my Dad have tears in his eyes.. He held me and the feeling of such joy,sadness, and relief came over me and I realized at that moment that He was Still My Daddy, whom Never Stopped Loving Me or Hurting. My Dad was a very strong man,strong willed and a man of few words..but the ones he spoke were truthful and serious and meaningful. As I grew older I understood the things I didn't back then. I always was determined to understand the reasons things took place and the things that were said..I look back and get so sad because of my own stupidity I missed out on alot of memories with my Dad. Memories I can Never get back or replace. I missed out on alot with him. But I do have the memories I do have and I can Honestly say that I CHERISH THEM ALL GOOD AND BAD. As they have made me a stronger better person today..and for all that I am Greatful. But Mostly because I had a Great Dad who loved his family all of us. He just didn't show his emotions very well. But that's just how he was and how he grew up..can't teach what you don't know yourself..but he did teach everyone of us alot about things that we will keep and use in life. I Love You Dad! And THANK YOU for Being My Dad! I Miss You Forever until We Meet again in Heaven..