I remember you always used to talk about someday having a great, big front porch with a rocking chair where you could sit and watch the world around you.  I keep trying to find the perfect one, the one that reminds me most of you.  And I'll keep looking until I find it.  I know that you've got the best view now, from Heaven, but one day I'll find that perfect porch, one I know you would've loved.  I miss you every day.  I love you. IOH4E