Me: Are you excited about the Festival of India dad??
Him: I’m here.
Him. I mean, I’m not thrilled. I would be thrilled if we were going to a gun show. I could spend all day at a gun show.
Dad I love you and I miss you. I wish I could hear your corny jokes again (What did what one cannibal say to the other cannibal?) and go fossil hunting or boating or fishing. I would love to find hidden beaches with you again in Hawaii. I wouldn’t complain about the sightseeing and random roads to find rocks. I know I will see you again in Heaven. But until then, you will never be forgotten. We all love you and miss you. I wish you knew just how many people loved you.