My fondest memory. That is really hard for me to think of being that there were so many. The one that does stick out a bit were the mornings that I spent out on the porch talking or on the water with him fishing. Always felt at ease and always had fun even if neither of us caught anything.
The funeral was today, was a pallbearer. Being that he was a Marine, he was able to be put in Indiantown National Cemetary. He had military funeral honors.
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Appreciate the old bikes more than the new.
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