I am still not well....so I will just put up an old photo tonight. I have been thinking about my father all day today. Nineteen years ago today, June 26, 1992, he passed away in a terrible motorhome fire. Rather than dwell on the details of that accident, I have been thinking about some of the good times I remember with him. I wish that I had made a better effort to be closer to him growing up. This photo was taken at the dance following my high school graduation. He was proud of me that night, and we were happy. It is one of my favorite photos with my dad. I miss him. He was a wonderful grandpa to my children.