Photos: (Top) Holding my youngest son, Shawn. (Bottom) Reading to my oldest son, Jay.
Things I remember most
about my late dad, Lee
He grew up on a farm and was a proud, quiet man.
He loved to whistle very loudly.
He was a manual laborer and very strong.
He loved the Green Bay Packers.
He started playing golf at 40 and loved it to his premature death.
He loved my mom but wasn't openly affectionate.
He was very spiritual but seldom went to church.
He would hit me fly balls for hours.
He loved to laugh, especially after a few beers with family.
I never saw him cry.
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