I did see a very touching poem on Facebook, one that was directed at Father's who have passed away and are no longer with us. Michelle has two kids and my own father have all passed away, but they are not forgotten:
Happy Father's Day, Dad. Yellow roses grow in heaven, Lord pick a bunch for me. Place them in my Dad's arms and tell him they're from me. Tell him that I love and miss him. When he turns to smile place a kiss upon his cheek & hold him for awhile, because remembering him is easy, I do it every day. There's an ache in my heart that will never go away
Today Michelle and I will be going to Pittsburgh Airport to pick up Hayley who will be returning from a two week vacation in Alabama. We may even try to stop in and see some of her family since we will be in the area, but those plans are still incomplete.