  I would like to start off by saying that my dad was a very loving man, who never asked for anything in return when he gave something to someone. Everyone loved him, even though he was always saying how he didn't have any friends. Boy, was that proved wrong at his funeral. ~smiles softly~ My dad, George, died in May of 1996. He had a heart attack in his sleep and never woke back up. The memory of that morning will always be with me, I remember leaning down and kissing his cheek. I guess, for me, kissing his cheek was my way of saying good-bye. I had tears in my eyes as I did this then I told him I loved him. The perfect song was played at his funeral. We played "There are Angels Among Us" by Alabama. The reason being is in the feild where we were having the funeral there was a deer standing very close to us watching us all. We all believe that was dad. Angels come in all shapes and forms and for all of us that was a good sign, dad telling us he was alright. Dad loved many things. He loved reading history & western books, working on his truck, doing things outside, watching any kind of wildlife. He never was the kind of father that showed affection a lot, but you always knew he loved you. Rascal was very curious as to what was wrong. He loved his daddy very much. I think all of us were in a state of shock as to why this had to happen to us. It is still hard for me to have him gone. I miss him so much. How much I wish that he could be here now. To see where I am now and to be able to met Jason. It pains me very much that he won't be there to give me away on my wedding day or be able to see my children. But I know that he is watching over me and the rest of the family, which makes me feel a bit better. I just hope that for those of you that still have both of your parents, tell them you love them often, please! 
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