Wednesday, April 15, 2020
Dad, you were always there for us. I’m going to miss you coming to the house when we were eating dinner. We’d offer you some and you would say, No, I’m not hungry, but you’d have some anyway. Then you would sit at the table with us and talk. I’m going to miss your jokes, your stories, how you would call Heather Lovie and how, everytime Brett and I saw you, the first thing you would ask is, How is Heather and Luke? My heart is broken.
