My dad passed away this morning sometime around 3. He always told me if I cried and carried on too much he'd come back to haunt me. I asked him if that was a promise. I am relieved because he was in so much discomfort and hadn't been able to play music in over a year, but oh gawd how I shall miss him...no more stories, no more songs...I know he'd want me to tell you one and all, thanks so much for being there, for caring, for sharing with him over the years.

I love you, Daddy,

"katty"