I know this was supposed to be a poem, but it wouldn’t come out that way because there’s too many things we all liked about my dad. He was the nicest person you could ever meet; he was polite and respectful to everyone. He always cared about us and never thought of just himself. I loved him, we all did, and I know we miss him dearly, and I’m sure he misses us too. I bet he’s even listening to this now. He’s the best dad you could ever wish for and is always looking out for all of us...