I was lucky enough to call my dad my best friend. That dude could bring a smile to anyone's face. He'd give the shirt off his back and never ask for anything in return.
As we close in on putting a cover on this book, my family asked me for pictures. As great as it is, I can't share most of them. I knew a different man than most would know. And I'm damn proud of the man I knew! But you just can't have a man in a casket with his middle finger up