Eric, I don't run as fast as I used to and I get tired much easier. I don't know how much of that is age and how much of it is because of the weight I have been carrying these past eight years. A weight that, I guess, will never go away.
I think about you all the time and wish I could have been more like you. I am so proud of you and your brother. Two finer sons a man could never have asked for.
You were, and are, and always will be my hero..... Love, your dad
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