This is my third Father's Day without my Dad. It's amazing how much you can miss someone when they are gone. For the longest time I would catch myself wanting to pick up the phone and call him and then realizing I couldn't do that anymore. My go-to-guy was gone. I depended on my Dad for advice about everything. I didn't always take his advice but he was happy to give it. :) My world is alot quieter without him.
I think my favorite memories of Dad are from camping every weekend as a child. My Mom would usually go to bed much earlier than us...but I was allowed to stay up with Dad at the campfire. He would drink beer and listen to music and we talked for hours. Wish I could go camping with him again....we could drink beer together, but I would definitely pick the music. Love you Dad! xo