D Day

He's gone now......gone home. If it's true that God is aware of everything,and I'm sure it is,then He is aware of this,and He will tell him. I got to tell you how I felt about you as my father,and how blessed I was to be your son,only months before you left us. There is not a day that goes by that I don't pray for you,and think of you. You were not my" good friend". You were not "my buddy". You were so much more, in your "old school"Irish way. As it usually goes, I came to understand this only later in my life, and am still growing each day, more aware of just what it was that you did for me and all ten of us. I would love to be able to slip into a wee pub somewhere and share a pint with you,but I"ll just have to wait,God willing, to share some of that fruit of the vine with you when we meet again in our Father's house. Remember what I told you in the den that night? Ditto Pop...and so much more. Love Will