[Janet]

I would want to see my Dad. He passed doing what he loved...with fishing pole in his hand. He and Mom were on vacation and he had a heart attack. I was 18 years old and totally devastated. I was Daddy's girl. I still have his flannel shirt that he always wore around the campfire when we camped when I was younger. He could play the harmonica and make me laugh like know one else. He was everything to me. I guess that's why I am not afraid to die...I will be in his arms once again.