From a young age I remember holding my dads’ hand walking along, forever arguing with my siblings to hold the ring hand. Dad being dad and always being fair he’d let us take turns. 

Dad was a father figure to many people. His kindness and love was felt by many. He took in my best of friends and gave us the guidance we needed.

I know many people will remember my dads’ bellowing laugh. Friday nights he would fill our house with laughter. It always brought a smile to my face. I can still hear it now! I know that my dad made light of situations and always managed to make us all laugh.