It’s been 23 years since you left us, but sometimes when we close our eyes:
we can still see you in your bibbed overalls in your garden, or fishing with Scott or smelt dipping or hunting in the UP,
or see you and mom dancing around the kitchen to Anne Murray’s “Can I Have This Dance,” or if we listen really hard,
we can hear you calling square dances or whistling “Red Wing,” or singing
“One Day at a Time, Sweet Jesus” with Katie or playing the harmonica as we sat around the fire at Round Lake.
We miss you
Wife Doris and children Sue, Sal,
Dan, Jon, Mary, Dena and families.