Every time I pass this pine that’s two pines, I think of you because I remember the day we rode by it and you said it’s been there since you were a boy. So many things remind me of you. Eating chocolate chip cookies with peach jam and peanut butter, grilled ham, cheese, and tomato sandwiches. Sitting on the porch with you after you found out you had cancer and told me you needed me. You said, “Let’s take time to enjoy this sunset, we may never see another.” Oh, PaPa, I miss you.