I remember how special it was for us kids; when we first got to meet this very special man. He would bring us hotdogs and chips, you'd think we never got such things. It would be made extra special with the tricks he would show us; like, the ashes that would some how go through the top of our hands and end up on our palms. We always stood their with such great disbelief as he did this for us each time; with great patience, he did it for each of us; me first, then John, Tim, and of course,Tony; little and as impatient as a two year old could be, lol. He did tell us how to do that trick eventually; I could not believe how easy it was to do, amazing!!! We looked forward to the hotdogs and chips that he continued to bring us without failure.  One day he brought us pizza and it really through us off. I don't think we knew how to feel about that. We loved how special he made us feel, nontheless.  Mom owned a Ford Galaxy 500; peach and white when I was 14 years old. Mom use to beat the starter, battery, alternator or something with the hill of her shoe to help her start the car. That was an amazing ritual, cause it always started after the beatings; and sometimes she would curse as she beat it, lol. Oh, what memories!!!! Well, dad taught me somewhat how to drive that car one day in an empty parking lot. I sat on telephone books. It was fun. Like driving a tank I think. That car was so big!!  Dad was patient as usual.  Dad did help me feel confident. One day, I can't remember, maybe mom's birthday. He gave me the credit card to go pick mom out a dress. I did, I thought mom would like a pastel color. I really did not know what I was doing, but dad believed in me, that I could do this. Mom was gracious and said she loved it. I would have been okay if she had taken it back. I really did not know what I was doing and to this day I cannot pick out a dress to save my life. The man did not have children when he came into our lives, but somehow won our trust and our hearts and became our DAD and he loved us as his own. He came to us when we really needed him most.  I am thankful dad for the chance. Thankful you asked me to cook, help you with college algebra, and thankful you taught me how to enjoy a good football game; with all the yelling and banging!!! I am thankful to be able to call you Dad. I love and miss you DAD with all my heart. Your daughter, Cherry.