Lost tribe of Westwood

This is my first fathers day without my father. It feels strange not calling him this morning to wish him a "happy fathers day". I miss the ole boy, but I can still hear his voice. He was my father, and for that I am eternally thankful. Life is a little more hollow without Dad and Mom, but I am much richer for them. I guess that for me that is why there is a fathers day. To remember the lessons of my father, and to try to live up to the high standards that he set. To be the best father I can be.