God took you home, it was his will, but in our hearts, we love you still. Your memory is as dear today, as in the hour you passed away. So many times, we think of you, so many times we've cried. If love could have saved you, you never would have died. We often think of bygone days, when we were all together. The family chain is broken now, but our memories are like threads of gold. They never tarnish or grow old. To us, you have not gone away, nor have you traveled far. Just entered God's eternal home, and left the gate ajar.

No one realizes the affect that drunk driving has on children. My little 8 year old granddaughter asks so many questions, and I don't always have the answers. One day while talking to Tiffany and she was asking me about her daddy, I ask her to write a letter to daddy and we would take it to the cemetery to give to him. This is the letter that Tiffany wrote.

Dear Daddy,

My name is Tiffany and I am 7 years old now, Daddy do you remember me?
I really miss you and daddy I don't understand why that drunded man had to make you dead. What does dead mean daddy?
Can you see me daddy? I wish I could see you, but I guess you are like Santa Claus, you can see me but I can't see you. But daddy I can see santa at least once in a while, Daddy where are you?? Why can't I see you??
Daddy remember when you put that hot stuff on my thumb cause I sucked my thumb. Well daddy sorry, but I still suck my thumb maybe someday I will quit, I will try, ok, daddy?
Shane is okay too daddy, but we both miss you very much. I am in the first grade now daddy and yesterday I drawed a picture of you for my teacher, it was a picture of an angel in heaven, cause daddy grandma told me that you are an angel now. Are you really daddy??
I have to go now daddy, I will try to be a good girl, but sometimes I get so mad because you are not here with me. Daddy why did you leave me and Shane? Why did you let that drunked man kill you? Daddy is it because I was bad and sucked my thumb? I'm sorry daddy. I love you daddy.

Love, Tiffany