These are a few of my most treasured items left from my Dad. In fact, this is really all that I have of him. The pin on the left is his EOD (explosive ordinance) pin from when he was in the Air Force and the rock is something that I made for him when I was 2 or 3 that he kept in his pocket for like, 10 years. He was impressed with my art capabilities at that age and was convinced I was going to be some sort of genius (obviously he was wrong). But now I have these things to hold on to. I miss my Dad very, very much.
Yesterday marked 6 months from my Dad's passing. Only 44. Can you believe that? Cancer seriously sucks.
I don't think my Dad cared for dogs too much, but maybe Rocky is hanging out with him in heaven? That'd be cool.