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My dad....what can I say. He taught me how to hunt, fish, drive, repair things....everything... in a nutshell. He was the kindest person I've ever met, always thinking of others but also one of the toughest. I've seen him endure decades of physical pain, seldom complaining, always saying I'll be fine. My words will never be enough.....I'm going to miss him. Thanks pops for showing me so much.....and for your words of wisdom in the wee hours of the morning of your last day. Thanks Pops!
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