Our good friend Scott lost his father this past Friday. Scott's dad had a heart attack and before anyone could do anything, he was gone. He was 58 years old. My heart breaks for Scott - he never had a chance to say good bye and will never get another day with him. Aren't we too young for this? Shouldn't our kids be adults and really know their grandparents before we lose them at the age of 80 or 90? It's not fair and I wish I could do more for him.
We all gathered last night to be with him and the one thing he told every single person there was, 'Call your Dad. Tell him you love him and that he's your hero.' So, I just want to pass that along.
Love you Scott.
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