In rememberance of Dad
My father was not a warm and fuzzy type of man. He was a stern disciplinarian to his children, or any child for that matter, and was not one to hold back his opinion, whether you wanted to hear it or not. He was a faithful husband to my mother for 54 years and he took care of his family for every one of those 54 years. He was career Army all the way, having served 2 tours of duty in his 22 years of military service. He was proud of his country and felt it was an honor to serve. He received a burial with full military honors, something I know he would appreciate. He was who he was, an authentic human being.
He drove me crazy on a regular basis. I cannot begin to count the number of times I would leave his presence and think to my self "that man is crazy" or something similar. But I loved him and I knew he loved me. I can see some of his ways in my ways, sometimes for the good (my love of photography, my staunch stubbornness that makes me complete tasks no matter how daunting, my absolute love of reading and learning) and some not so good (my "fuseless" temper, my lack of patience, my awful road rage) and I try to embrace the good and stop the not so good.
I will miss him.
Some pics of Dad

his family

with Joshua

my all time favorite pic of me and Dad

Army
Dad and Mom engaged
I think he was about 15-16 in this one
with his parents















































