My father was a great husband to my mother, a great father to me and my little brother.  He only had 2 hobbies, 1. His job.  and 2.His family.  Thats all he ever really did.  My dad's HV rolled over an IED in Ar Ramadi, Iraq.  That was on Sunday, April 9, 2006.  He died on my birthday April 10, 2006 of severe injuries caused by the accident.  He was flown in from Balad, Iraq to Springfield, Missouri.  He arrived at 2:30am that morning.  his visitation was on April 20,2006 at 6:00-8:00pm.  His funeral was on April 21, 2006 at 10:00-1:30.  He was buried at 2:00pm that afternoon.  I am very proud of my dad for doing what he did because he knew the consiquences but he still did his duty to serve his country. 








This is a picture of my dad when he was going to the ball with my mom.  I love this picture because this is one that he actually smiled.  Me and my mom always hastled him about smiling in pictures but he would always say," Military men don't smile".  "Sure dad then your gonna tell me pigs fly."  thats what I would always tell him and he'd just laugh at me.