Had he not passed away 6 years ago, today would have been Dad’s 81st birthday. Last night, as I was falling asleep, my last thought was tomorrow is Dad’s birthday. When I awakened this morning my first thought was today is Dad’s birthday. I miss you every day, Dad, but I miss you today so much more. Happy birthday, Dad! I love you!
This photograph was taken in June 2003 at a family reunion. As Bob and I were getting ready to leave, I asked him to take a picture of my family. I am so thankful that I have this photograph. This is the last photograph I have of Dad, Mom, my brother, Jim, and I. Dad passed away on February 12, 2004.