These are some photos I happen to find in a drawer yesterday...I must have pulled some out for his memorial...I wanted to share them, as this is how I remember my dad the most...when I think of him, I see young and laughing....
Although, I do have a vivid recollection of him here at Xmas, walking around the property, and telling me how happy he was that I had found such a good man and a good home and family. I see him with his hands in his pockets and smiling....
|Spending our first year together...at a lake in Ohio.|
|He had the gold Ford and the gold BSA,|
the first bike I ever road.
I FREAKED out at first, but eventually got the hang of it.
|My brother and I went on a four day camping/gold mining excursion into the Mohave with our dad...|
again, we had a ball!
Dirt motorcycle riding, shooting, talking...
I loved doing this with him!
|My 21st birthday...|
check out the tape in the background...
geez, we're old!
one of my all time favorites of him
I truly miss him more than I can say and would give anything to see his face just one more time. I feel grateful that I was the last person to see him alive. I was the last person to kiss him and stroke his forehead...and I was the last person to tell him I loved him.....and to hear those words from him. I will always love my Father.