Memories - for starters, he was my dad. I always say I got my singing voice from him. I believe he sang more than he talked everyday. Always belting out songs and playing his guitar. He had a "jokestar" mentality as well. Growing up, we (my 2 sisters and myself) started to learn that when dad had the camera out and called us out of our room one at a time, he had something up his sleeve. He didn't want to spoil the fun for the other girls, so he only pranked 1 at a time. A few of his pranks I've even played on others over the years. He loved the outdoors and would've camped and fished every single day if he could've gotten away with it. He had a big heart and would always send us away with back seat full of apple butter, fresh eggs, dehydrated meat of some sort, and always liked to give the grandkids some fishing gear. I don't think I'll ever cast a line again, without him on my mind.