Above, Daddy in May of 1945, the year he met my mother. I found this old driver's license photo in the pages of my mom's Bible, which is where she keeps all papers of exceptional value to her. Daddy was 22 years old in that picture, the age my son is now. My dad has been gone 17 years and yet he guides me still. Below, that's him with my son, his first grandson and second grandchild, 20 years ago. They were such pals.