My father was such a good man. He loved us with all his heart. He worked so hard for what he had. Even if it was not a lot he shared with those who needed a roof over their head and food in their bellies. He opened his doors to many family members who arrived in the USA. His heart was so big. I don't know if people knew how much he cared for them. My father loved to be surrounded by family and friends. It made him so happy. He also loved his garden. That was his hobby. He was very good at it. His wish was to one day have a farm of his own. He provided for his family and served his country in the U.S. Army. He was a proud man. I hope he knows how proud we are of him. I hope his Dementia is gone and he's healthy and back with his parents on the farm he always wanted. Most of all I hope he knows how much he was loved and will be hugely missed all the days of our lives.
