Memories
My fondest memory of Joe (my dad also) was when we would go fishing together. When one of us would catch a fish, the other person would have to meet the fish half-way (or so he would say). I learned how to throw a fish line, skin a fish and cook a fish. You looked after me like I was your own child and that was who you became, My Father!!
My last memorie of my daddy was the day that I came home to visit and I was tired so I layed down beside him and I slept in his arms and woke up talking to him...never did I imagine that that would be my last time feeling my daddy's comforting arms around me. I know that he is now watching over all of us and taking care of us like he promised he always would. I love you daddy! RIP
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