For the last few years dad was going down hill. It was like he was a shell of his former self. He loved to read and know things even at old age. I view my dad as someone who always loved to learn. I consider myself very lucky to have him as my dad. In an age where fathers are in short supply I had a great one. Yes he was a veteran for the United States. Yes that is an honor but being my father is a bigger honor to me. I will miss him very much. But I know that he is always around. I love you dad.
I met cousin Arty a couple of times when we were both relatively young, while visiting Aunt Rose and Uncle Arty. My grandparents (Monroe--Arty, Sr's brother--and Margaret)often spoke of him and the rest of the family, so I felt I knew him better than I actually did. It's a shame we never had family reunions so that we all could have gotten to know each other. My thoughts are with all of you at this sad time.
