Where can I start, I have a million memories with my dad. Whether it be laying there on saturday mornings listening to old time radio shows or going for walks to the park or out to eat. I remember going on the ferry in Mukilteo or as I got older and he was put in the hospital, I would sit outside with him when it was nice out and we would just talk about the plants and the weather and life in general. I love him so much and even though he's not here physically with me I know he is with me in spirit because I feel so much peace as I'm writing this I feel as if he is sitting right next to me giving me his strength.