My thoughts and prayers are with you right now. I have fond memories of your father as a kid. I remember growing up playing and him teaching me about soccer. Specifically, He taught me how to not let the ball go between my legs, and how to snap my head back to give a good header. He was always kind to me and cared if I was happy. I remember when he put a team together and a bunch of kids were on the team. He made sure I played even though I was smaller than other players at the time. They got mad at him as a result, but he made me happy. It's funny how you remember things that happen as a kid. You take those memories with you and cherish them with family and friends. I think reminiscing brings you into company with old times and people that have passed on. We can grieve over his loss and enjoy talking about the great and kind person he always was. Thank you for letting me be part of his life. God bless, dan.
