He was 27 when I was born. He loved me so fiercely all of his life until the day we had to say our final ‘see you on the other side’ I’m so thankful for a Dad like I had. He would be 77 today. So young still. His selfless service during Vietnam ultimately stole almost half of his life away from us. My mom. My sister. My kids. His grandkids. Happy Heavenly birthday, Daddy! I miss you so much.