




This day was one of precious memories. It would be the anniversary of Dad's 86th birthday. How much he was on the minds of his four children (and I am sure his grandchildren)! Steve, Patty, and I couldn't help but remember last March 5th and our celebration of Dad.
He is so very missed, as is Mom. God, in his infinite goodness, saw fit to bless us with the parents whose love will only spread from generation to generation. I am eternally grateful.
So at 6:00pm last evening we gathered to drink a toast to an amazing man we all admire beyond words. In Portland Ron, Rick, Ronnie and I raised glasses of Premieres Cotes de Blaye. It was the best wine Ronnie had in the house. I couldn't help but think that Dad might have liked Charles Shaw as well. He often would say that about fine wines. But we offered up our best in our toast. Praises of Dave Cosley were shared among us. I know he was with us in Los Osos, Nipomo, Stevenson Ranch and Portland in spirit.
We love you, Dad!