goodbye papa

R.R.C.
9/13/1926 - 1/20/2008

I remember how rough your hand felt on mine
On my wedding day
And the tears cried on my shoulder
I couldn't turn away
Well so much has happened to me
That I don't understand
All I can think of is being five years old following behind you at the beach
Tracing your footprints in the sand
Trying to walk like a man

The world lost a wonderful man today. I don't know what to say right now except that a person could never want more from a father than I got from mine. I love you pop and I am so grateful to you for everything. I hope the party is getting started wherever you are.