25 November 1943 - 13 August 2002
My dad was such a viberate and funny guy. He moved his family to Arizona in the late 70's and all of the 80's. Arizona is where he truly was happy. A lot of my happy memories of him are from our time living in Phoenix, Arizona. If you had him for a friend, you were very lucky. He enjoyed being around people and I think that is why his life ended. He just counldn't take the lonliness and rejection anymore. The family survivors from someone who takes their life is left with the "WHY" question. It maybe something that will never be answered. My only advice to someone who may have to go through this in the future is that you will have your sad moments and you must stand strong with your head held up high and know that with each day the pain will get easier to deal with. Don't ever let anyone tell you to get over it. Until they have walked in your shoes, then they don't know how you feel exactly.
God Bless Us All