i leave in 4 and a half hours. it's 11:30 at night. you do the math. and i can't just sleep in the car for the drive either as i told dad i'd drive for a lot of it. plus i feel bad when we're all asleep and he's driving
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He lived a life that was full He travelled each and every highway. He loved, he laughed and cried He had his fill - his share of losing. The record shows he took the blows and did it his way.
and i've never missed anything more, than i'm missing him and his ways.