Sorry to hear about your dad, I lost my dad in a car wreak; the not being
able to say goodbye or giving the dad a hug, sometimes I feel I got robbed,
but try to sing that ROE Speedwagon song, Keep Pushin on, and try to push
on.
I heard a guy one time say, If something happens to one of his kids, that he
would stop believing in god; that kinda gets me thinking sometimes, believing
is a trip, would that guy be putting himself under a law of believing somehow?
My dad did a stretch in Vietnam, he took a wive and three kids 1,800 in a corver"sorry about the spelling"
with a dog, pulling a boat; I don't know about what he believed in, Vietnam kinda
got to him, but he had a do or die believing, it was something to see, I had a cool dad.
I hope I didn't get off topic?