Two years without you Dad. The day you passed we spent hours working on our French genealogy. You were so sharp -- telling me exactly how the cabling rack and machinery worked together to make the big (now old-fashioned) haystacks that dotted the Nebraska Sandhills of my youth. You are so missed Dad. So deeply missed. Thank you for being my Dad, our Dad. We all miss you! Hugs & Kisses. Love, #4