That picture of you eating with me and Katie at the table in our backyard makes me smile every time. You insisted on having dinner outside whenever it wasn’t raining. Mom hated it because of the bugs but you didn’t care. We were probably eating burgers or something you grilled. Nothing special about that day really, just a normal Tuesday dinner. But now those everyday moments are the ones I miss the most. I’d give anything to have one more boring dinner in the backyard with you. Still miss you every day, Dad.