As a child, he would wake us up on chilly mornings singing “Baby It’s Cold Outside.” He had an obsession with donuts and ice cream. He loved nothing better than when the entire family could be together. Christmas was his most favorite day of the year. He was the most proud “Pa” to his grandkids that you’d ever meet. He worked with his hands and loved with all of his heart. There was nothing he couldn’t fix, and he loved fishing, even if he rarely caught anything. He did not have to die like this, he deserved to grow older and enjoy life.