I was so proud to be your pops. I can’t even hardly breath today. This is the fourth time I have tried to do this and can’t get it done without breaking down. All I keep thinking about is your first ride without training wheels. You weren’t even two yet. A couple tries with help and then off you went. I was so proud of you for so many different things you have done but that has just been with me for the past few days. You were such a talented artist. You are so handsome and kind hearted. Every thought I have of you is a pleasure and joy I will treasure for the rest of my life. I love you and will miss you and will nevee forget you. You were a wonderful son and thank you for being mine for 22 years. I love bub. I miss you. Love your pops.
