The first Fourth...

The fourth was his favorite holiday by far.  How a once small town that had grown rather large felt small again.  How he would spend the scorching hot days first watching his children and then his grandchildren in the parade .  Infinite games of 42, bottomless beers and guiltless cigars; add in some serious knee deep B.S.'ing with his best friends and an endless buffet of food...this day was his idea of Heaven! 

Gone but NEVER forgotten...MY Daddy!  I love you...A LOT!