I remember those last 18 months when you came home from the hospital as if they just happened. People would got to the house to visit and he would tell the same story or ask the same questions every time, It was as time stood still for him. The visits seemed boring but important to you as much as it was for him. Today i would give anything to have him tell me how Joe is selling tires and ask me if i'm working any overtime. Well I'm still missing you dad, but yes I'm still working that overtime.