Dad's Tat

Well Dad, I did it. I know you would be calling it "god damn grafitti" but I had to.
As I carry you in my heart, always. Now you are on my leg :)
Miss you more with each day that passes.

This past weekend we lost a co-worker & a friend.
Only 42 years old. And leaves behind a 2 small children & a wife.
I can hear what you would say.
How when the old go, you have to make room for the young. But even you would say, that's a shame, he was too young, and he was.





I couldn't flip it :)