I guess this is how its done now so. On Thursday morning. My father died. ok sure there are better terms for it, passed away, lost, was taken etc. but the simple fact is he died. sugarecoating it doesnt make it any better and i need to see this as what it is. a giant bowl of suck. My father wasnt a great man. he never aspired to be that. leave that for famous people. what my dad was an will always be to everyone he met was a good man. the lives he touched throughouit his 73 years , and man there were a lot of them, we're always always changed for the better. He didnt change the whole world, but he made the part of it he lived in better. better for everyone he came in contact with. for strangers he was an instant friend. for friends he was instant family, and for family, well he was dad. simple little words that have so much more meaning for those if us that knew and loved him. he could make the tragic silly and the silly hilarious. the internet isnt big enough for me to list the things my dad taught me. so ill ust tell you the main one. my dad taught me and everyone he knew that there was no problem, nothing in the world that couldn't be faced with dignity, hard work and mostly love.( well ok a few bunji cords and duct tape always came in handy) there was never a moment in my life, not a nanosecond that i didnt know i was loved. and that is what made him a good man. every hug, every joke and yes even every tear I shed. all are colored by that good man. and i hope against hope that as i continue through life, that I can be as good as he was. i will miss my dad. so very very much. but even now. ovecome with grief at my own loss, I know in my heart that I can laugh. I can feel and because of him I will always love. so while i have lost my dad. the world has lost a damn good man.