Dad.. I don't even know where to begin. I do know that my Sunday's now are going to be so different.. Sundays at dad's. The last few years have been a hard road, endless scans, chemo, and radiation. Boy... they will NEVER have another like you for sure!! You kept them laughing and probably shocked by your no filter personality while on the chemo floor, those around us always laughed and you put life in a place that was pretty hard to be in. You went into remission and beat cancer once. But, unfortunately your cancer was the bad kind. I am so thankful for the time we had been given after your first bout with it, I am thankful that we were given a little more time. Not everyone gets a little more time. You're not here with us to hug, laugh with, argue with, get frustrated with over that darn cell phone, mute those dumb tv commercials (then forget the tv is muted and watch tv with no sound). We will never stop sharing the stories of you shrinking clouds, or shooting fireworks at your neighbors house, having the police called and then shooting more fireworks off! SO many fun times! NO more sitting outside watching your grandkids play in front of your apartment. They loved coming to your place on Sundays to hang out, and go across to the church and play in the grass and have fun. Kylynn, your "CC," absolutely adored showing off for you on her bike, and her scooter. She loved kicking her ball and showing you just how far she could kick it. And you were so impressed by her. Your own little south paw.. just like her Papa. CC wont be able to go to Papas house and get her toys out of her toy closet... we will learn a new normal, I don't know how to even start to do that. Healing with come with time, but till then tears will fall, heartache will remain. You slipped away, and entered into God's care. I love you, and miss you Dad.