I know we didn't always get along. We never understood each other. 3 out of your 4 children were little carbon copies of our father- reckless, fiery, and a just a little stupid. But I still love you, and I miss you and think of you often, though I know you are probably disappointed and angry with me. I'm sorry for what I became. I'm sorry for everything I hid from you. I'm sorry for leaving you behind, all alone. Wherever you are now, I hope you have peace and know that your family still loves you despite everything