Lord, sorry for your loss amigo. Know your sadness; my dad was my closest friend all my life. He was one of the first NRA safety instructors in New York State, an assistant game wardern, a part-time cop, steel worker, boyscout leader. Taught me most of what I knew about guns, hunting, the outdoors, and the life impoving lessons there are in those things. He and I had had great times together growing up. My one huge regret in spending 21.5 years in the Navy was I spent so much of it overseas and away from home. Managed to get home for deer season a few times, and those were great. He died of Cancer in August of 84, just after I retired back in April, and he and I had some plans we never got to. Next time. God Bless he and you and all his loved ones.