I miss my dad. My dad died about 2 years ago. He was very sick and very brave. He never let on how sick he was . My dad and I were very close. I'm a daddy's girl and always will be. I have been thinking about him alot lately especially when Father's Day is coming up I remember all of the good times we had. He knew how to make me laugh like no one else. I miss everything about him. I miss they plaid shirts he used to wear and when I was a girl scout he took me around to sell cookies in the middle of January. Once I fell on the I ice on my back and he told me "not to be laying down on the job." I remember all of the pets he let us keep on the farm and at our house even though he didn't like cats.

I remember all of his hunting and fishing trips when I was younger he used to take me fishing and I enjoyed it. I even got to row the boat once. He was patient with me.