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I Miss My Dad

I can still tast the hot chocolates you use to pass over the fence from the dye factory - gos they were nice. And everytime you came home from work we would run like crazy to hug you. I loved how you smelt of oil and machine. some how we alwyas got new stuff - new clothes, new shoes, new toys, and all the time I would wonder how you kept your brown jacket looking nice. I remember how you use to stand at the window with Reti in your arms and Elika beside you waving good bye. One day we got to a corner and we suddenly remembered - gosh...we cried all the way to school. Then you wen back to studyihhng - and it didnt dawn on us that our lices were about to change forever. I never noticed how hard you worked or how tired you were. To me you wre the strongest and fastest man alive, and that if you ever came on "its on the mat" you'd beat everyone up. Then came Dunedin, Katinka and 6 Carr St, North East Valley. Wasnt it great wen it snowed? I remmeber you came in to wake us up so we wouldnt miss the first drops. we stayed up all night watchin it fall, and then in the morning our front yard ended up looking ugly because we tried to build a snow man. Mince pies, steamed cabbage, Red King potatoes and parsnips were our favourite meals. And always had fun playing out in the backyard with a sponge ball that hurt our hands - till we broke the glass house windows. Then we got a rusty old Raleigh 20 and we would ride it for hours with you running behind us. Then back to Auckland only to move back down - this time to Invercargill. Remember how you left your griefcase back in Auckland and Uncle fou and the WHOLE family chased all the way to Hamilton.....well almost all the way....to give it to us? - Gosh that was funny - to this day I still wonder why they didnt just mail it. 1992 next stop Porirua. this was also your last stop aye dad. Thank you for being a good father. while moulding us you let us be who we were, you let us make mistakes despite what people would say. thank you for loving us, for being patient with us, for understanding us. Shouldnt be too long now before we see you again....and we miss you sooo much...who ever said that the pain would pass has no idea what they are talking about. We love you. ps: save us a seat okay?

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