My dad was the strongest man I've ever known, even in his days of weakness. He was kind, loving, patient, respectful, and one of a kind. He and I had our own world together. We would work for hours, painting, building decks, walls, landscaping, etc. Everyday, since he's been gone, gets harder for me. It's more years that I'm reminded he's gone, and more years to come with knowing he's gone.