** This is something that was shared with me today as I cried and talked all morning to my fiancé about how to get through this time. This is what should have been said for my father at his eulogy. I love you pop** I wanted to speak at your father's funeral but I could not formulate the thoughts. I have always been a better writer than a speaker, but I did not take the time to wite this down and I guess better late than never. Had I mustered the courage and the words they would have been these: He came into my life shortly after I lost my own father. Like my own dad and I guess any man, he had his demons but I did not know them. I knew him as a man who was there when I needed advice, be it fixing my truck or life in general he would offer a solution or at least an opinion. He was old when I met him and was was no polished diamond , but we spent time together at weddings, funerals and at his place. We watched old westerns and loved Maverick, and I know jt would irritate him when I thought I knew who an actor was and he would pick up the remote and click on the guide so we could see who was starring in a show. It irritated hi., but he still did it. He came to our house for our first Thanksgiving where we had a table big enough for all of us to sit at, he fell asleep in front of the fire, like all grandfathers, like my own grandfathers did after our meal and it took my mind back to my own childhood . It is part of what family is about and your children will hold it as they get older in a warm corner of their mind. He loved his grandchildren and his children, but he cherished his relationship with you. You made his last years happier and he left us knowing he was loved. I wish I would have said this at his funeral, but I did not. I am sorry for that, but putting this in words helped me express my condolences to you as I should have last week. I will miss him.