Dad, you probably know what I do now, Blingee my heart away....but not one day ever goes by that I don't miss you. You were the EPITOME of Vintage. You taught all four of your daughters about life, music, respect, dancing and the most important thing of all...how to take care of your own car and checking account. I honor you the best way I know how. I miss you so very much, but we will be a family again someday. Wait for me, ok? You know how I get lost....I just make the wrong turn! I love you Dad, in Heaven!
P.S. My Dad played the violin on the radio in the late 30's before he met my Mom, that's why I put a Violin in there!