This is my hero. This is the man that used to hold my hand, but whom I now hold in my heart and will carry forever.
This is the man who started with nothing, but who means everything. A man who put his heart and soul into his wife, family, friends, community and his dreams. A man who fought and nearly lost his life fighting for his country. A man who I stood beside at church and listened to sing (loudly and full of soul). A man who's voice made me smile with pride. A man of a million quotes, which I will carry with me and pass along to my own grandchildren. A man who made me laugh and had the best sense of humour. A man who challenged me to a dive contest (which I clearly won) and would forever after call himself the dive/swim champion (and would tell me he was going to go pull the trophy off the shelf to show me). A man who loved chocolate as much as me and never wanted to share it(but of course he would in the end). A man who was able to laugh and make a joke even in the hardest of times. A man who was my father's best friend. A man who I think of and both laugh and cry. A man who ended with everything. In the words of EJH "It's not how you start out, it's how you finish". I love you bumpa.
