well Dad its two years seven months now .sometimes it doesnt fell real.there is not a day that i dont think about you .i miss you dad i hope you know that.you were the best father .i play this song called WHO ARE YOU GOING TO CALL ON SUNDAY I think of you evey time It remines me of the times when i use to call on sundays before coming in to see what i could bring for supper.O how i miss those days.someday we will see each other again.but for now i hole you close in my heart anyway dad have to go will talk soon love always Donna xoxoxo