nature, not keeping score, and loving being with your family. i so miss you, and so miss our daily conversations on the phone. who do i call now? i will do my best to be the father you were, the husband you were, the man you were. how will i live up to this task? as selfish as it may seem, i wish it were me instead of you. i know you are on that honor guard at heavens gate waiting on me, and someday we will walk hand in hand to that first tee with st. peter. we will both be 30 years old, and you will ask who 