Daddy, there are so many memories I keep of you close to my heart. I was your Chicky Baby and always will be. We fought at times and it could get rough but deep down I knew there was plenty of love between us. I will never forget the talks we had at night after you would pick me up from a friend's house. We would sit in the living room together and watch whatever movie you picked out for the night as we chatted. Something changed as I grew older, we said things to eachother one should never think of saying. But fathers and daughters fight. But at the end of the day I knew I could always count on you to be there for me when I needed you. Like the time Lucy had too much to drink and was very upset because of the loss of her father, I called you because I knew you understood what she was going through. I asked if she could stay the night and you welcomed her with open arms. After we got her into bed you looked down at me from the top of the stairs and told me how glad you were that I came to you for help, that it meant a lot to you. I knew you an I were both holding our tears back. I'm going to miss those special moments we had. I love you forever. Back when you lived in the apartments we used to talk on the phone everynight before going to bed but when it came time to hang up we used to count to 3 and race to hang up the phone because it was too hard to say goodbye, but now the time has come to say goodbye....1......2.......3 click.
Wish you were here.