It's been almost 6 months since Dad passed away. It was really hard in the beginning but got better as time went on. I suddenly found myself not getting teared-up when thinking about the man who raised me, taught me, nurtured me, and loved me. It's seemingly been longer NOT crying about Dad then actually shedding tears. But I found myself just yesterday ...

I lost my Dad the other night to Alzheimer's Disease. It was a long, painful trip that I don't wish on anybody. He was the best father. Supportive, proud, encouraging, strict but fair and he taught me everything about comedy, lifeskills, being a father, workplace, woodworking, DIY stuff and more. There was nothing, in my mind, that he couldn't do ...