Today is my dads bday, in the beginning after my was killed in a drunk driving crash, he showed me how to be a young lady, dressing my sister and I in nice dresses and keeping thing somewhat normal, then he taught me how to have common sense and use my eyes to see everything. Then as teens he lost control of us and we were terrible. He wanted the best for us I am sure. In the end his wife wouldn’t call me at all and tell me you should get here your dad is slowly dying. I am so sad because I feel like I failed him in the end. He called me three days before he passed and told he he loved me. I adore my daddy. I miss him so Sam much. He was a navy MP