I was reading a lot of comments about being happy in life and several mentioned missing their dad. I lost mine on Veterans Day 2007. My mom passed away suddenly in 2004. I spent almost every day with my dad after that happened. I booked a mule deer & antelope hunt for my dad & I out west. We hunted mule deer with an outfitter in Craig Colorado. Dad got a dandy buck on the 3rd. day and then it was off to Wyoming for antelope. Dad missed a few but got a small buck later on the first day. We headed for home November 1st. and made it back on the 3rd. On November 7th., dad was hauling firewood to his woodbox next to his fireplace when he tripped & fell striking his head on the piece of firewood he was holding. Long story short, he developed a brain bleed, had surgery, but never woke up afterward. Hard to believe that after we got home from a once in a lifetime hunting trip, he was gone, eight days shy of his 80th. birthday. I think of him & mom every day.
