But I still loved him.  On Easter Sunday April 8, 2007, my dad was traveling home from his farm and was hit head on by a car that was out for a joy ride hill jumping.  They met head on at the crest of the hill.  My dad was thrown from the truck.  His truck rolled and landed on his legs when it came to a rest.  I was told that the accident was not dad's fault that he was on his side of the road.  I talked to a emergency worker yesterday (Monday) and he assured me that Dad felt nothing.  He may have known for a split second what was going to happen but he never felt a thing.  Yesterday wasn't too bad a day, but today it all came out in the paper and as time goes on it gets harder. 
My brother has been a champ.  Ross has made all of the arrangements.  Because Marka and I hadn't been on the best of terms with dad (I hadn't talked to him in 6 months.) we wanted Ross to have this done the way he wanted.  We offered to be there with him but he wanted to do it all on his own.  I have never been more proud of him in my life.  Ross even dug my dad's grave BY HAND, with the help of about 30 of his buddies.  I can't believe this is all happening.  You never think it will happen to you.  Thanks to those that have been praying...it means so much.

Not much goin on here...I pretty much work all the stinkin time.  I was supposed to work Christmas Eve and Day but I managed to find someone to work forme christmas eve.  That is the day we do all of our christmas.  And I managed to get sick as well.  This is the second christmas in a row that I have been sick.  I worked christmas night and it was a mad house.  The kids were so hyper and they wanted all their toys out.  I managed though.  My great great uncle died on christmas day so that made it really crappy.  He was 91 years old and was healthy as a horse and then he just had a heart attack on christmas eve.  He hung on until christmas night.  So yeah...another stressful yet manageable christmas.  Hope new years goes better.  I'm working new years eve.  Later.