My Dad, the stongest, most brave person I know. You were determined to go on up through the very end. My heart broke the same day yours did, but my spirit did not. I know the joy you felt when you saw your Mother, who you loved so dearly, I know you saw Mom, holding your son David Michael, and she held out her hand to you, when you squeezed your sons hands goodbye for the last time. I know you heard your daughters voices and prayers and you opened your eyes to see your daughter's sons, your grandsons, David and Joey. I can picture that "big" smile when you saw them. I know there is a card game started already, with your sister, Mary and Uncle Jack. I "think" I know who will win that hand. Laughs and conversation with all you had lost and missed, but now have found: Aunt Helen and Uncle Ray, Uncles Ed, Charlie and Arthur, "Sweet" Aunt Judy and Uncle Steve, Aunt Rose and Uncle Arthur, Aunt Norma and Uncle Taylor, so....,sooo... many wonderful people. Oh, and of course, your precious grandmother, Sarah. I could go on and on, you know how the Keough's are, but I'll let you get back to your "reunion."
Dad, there will be many tears because we miss you, and there will be tears, but happy tears because we now how happy you are in this beautiful and wonderful place.
I know you will continue to guide us each and every day, and we will continue to be there for one another and support each other, keep our faith in God and think of you each and every day until we meet again.
I love you so much and words cannot explain how much you will be missed.