Dad...until now I never really tried to define what that word actually meant, I took it for granted when I spoke it out loud...but it occurred to me and I really thought about it, I came to this conclusion...That we all have names, and that is who we are. "Dad", is a title that can only be held by someone who lives the definition, and can without question fulfill the obligations and responsibility of such an important position. Were you mine? Maybe not by blood relation. But you were certainly mine in every degree of my interpretation. I remember a time when I was young, in Love with Tammy, or at least felt that way in my heart, that you set down with me and explained the responsibilities and description of the role of the man and husband that I would later become. Nobody had ever done that, not even my own "Father". You had talked to me as if you wanted me to become the best man that I could be. For myself first, and then for your daughter. In the frame of an hour, you had transformed my way of thinking from that of someone barely 16 or 17, to that of the man that I would earnestly work hard to become. You became my sounding board, my Go-to guy for ideas and advice...and always a good story or quirky joke thrown in for good measure....I will miss you for the rest of my life and keep the memory of your presence on this earth forever, in my heart. I love you
Tim
