This is a picture of my Dad and I. Dad has been gone for 18 years now. When Dad was 4 years old his father died suddenly and his Mother placed him and his brother and sisters in foster homes. 2 years later Dad's younger brother died on the way to school one morning. Mom was the only person who loved Dad and didn't abandon him. The day my sister Irene died dad took a stroke. This picture was a year after Irene died and and a year before Dad died. I love him more today than ever before. I only now have some appreciation for the difficulties and hardships he overcame in his life. I would be proud to be half the father to my children that he was to me.
