Feb, 16th 2005. 13 years ago today my Dad lost his battle with cancer.
 It's been a long 13 years filled with different emotions. As the years go by I tend to remember more good times than bad.
Swimming at the Iroquois HS pool on the weekends when he had to run the machine to clean it.
Riding along in the truck plowing the snow. A thermos of coffee for him and a hot chocolate for me.
I'd stay up as long as I could...lol I'd wake up already in bed. Hunting with him and kenny during deer season.
The good times were there. I guess I just have to look harder for them.