I have grown up with such fond memories. Knowing the family it has helped shaped my life. I still recall Dick sitting on the porch in the evening. Watering the yard, drinking a Schlitz and smoking his cigar. My father and he would talk at times. I know I see them now talking in a driveway and shaking hands. My father passed many years ago. They are on the driveway into heaven. Paved by Gods hands. God Bless you the Misialek family.