My dad seemed ten feet tall when I was just a kid, and if you asked me who my hero was I'd quickly tell you it was him. He must have had a thousand stories I must have heard a million times, but I'll never forget as long as I live, the two of us kn...

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, He leadeth me beside still waters, He restoreth my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow...

When I was little I wanted to go EVERYWHERE with my dad. Hunting, fishing, walking in our neighborhood, riding ANYWHERE, no matter the destination, I wanted to be with him. I didn't however get to go hunting because that was done in North Carolina, at Gra...

Some of my fondest memories of my father are ones formed of our many outdoor adventures! Seems like I was always following him around in the woods or in a field; somewhere where the wind could touch our faces! From jumping ditches; fishing in Back Bay, qu...