I will miss my sweet Daddy forever. I will always remember when I was about 5 or 6 , riding down the road in his pickup truck. I was standing beside him on the seat with his arm around me (prior to seatbelt laws, of course!). We sang "Here Comes Peter Cottontail" at the top of our lungs. Probably endlessly, as I seem to recall him finally pleading, "Isn't that enough?"