June 12, 2006 My father has been gone for over ten years. It seems like yesterday…I miss him still. He was a father from the “old school,” an outdoorsman who took me out one freezing morning on a duck hunting trip. At twelve years of age, I felt honored that he trusted me enough to … Continue reading Remembering Dad
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