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I know I normally have Quad sit at Run's memorial by the Ruins, but today I figured we could sit somewhere else. Those of us who remember Run certainly do miss her, but I know many of those players have long left the Forest.

Quad's sitting at the Crying Idol today for the 5th anniversary of my father's passing away. He lost the fight to colon and liver cancer in July of 2010.



Please keep in mind that I will not be at my laptop the entire time, but just being there with Quad if only for a little while is all you need to do.

If you guys don't mind, please take screenshots for me. And if you can't make it, please don't feel bad, I understand completely.

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I wish I knew a way to describe my Dad. It's surreal talking about him, remembering things about him.

We always say Dad is talking to us when we hear a train in the distance. We always see him when a Post Office truck passes by (he worked as a letter carrier for 48 years). I personally think of him any time I see anyone wearing a University of Alabama logo on their shirt or hat, or seeing a car with it driving by.

He's not here anymore, but he's always with us.

I wish Dad could see where I am now. What I'm doing. I think it would have made him smile seeing me working at my dream job. I guess I can only imagine.



This photo was taken on the last day I got to take Dad across Mobile Bay to Spanish Fort, Alabama. We didn't do much. We got a hamburger and ate at the welcome pavilion there. But that was all it took, and Dad enjoyed the day.

I remember that day like it just happened.

Miss you, Dad. Miss you like hell.