Thank you both so much.

I'm just glad the last thing we said to each other was:

Dad:Okay I love you, have fun and be safe, call!
Me: Haha okay Dad, I love you too!

Me and him are alike in so many ways. So I'm proud of that.
John and I have decided that when we have children I will name one of my sons after him.

It was because of him that I am a cancer survivor. He worked two jobs to pay for my hospital care, THEN drove me to Pittsburgh EVERY FUCKING DAY FOR 2 YEARS. Stopping on holidays and my birthday. He sat beside me when I lost my hair, and he had to shave my head. He offered to cut his own hair so I wouldn't feel alone. And when Make-A-Wish gave me my trip to New York City and Comedy Central he was there beside me the whole time.
rebgirl420 Reviewed by rebgirl420 on . On April 19th, 2008 My Father Died of a Heart Attack While attempting to get his boat into the water to fish. My 4-20 was laced with grief and the worst saddness I'll ever have. I would gladly have cancer again a million times to get my daddy back. He was cremated and we have his ashes on the mantle. I have his ashes in a bracelet on my wrist. He was 45 (his birthday was on April 25) and he was a healthy and active man. He was 6'0 foot and 190 pounds. He was an avid fishermen and a hunter. He was also my smoking buddy. In the mornings Rating: 5