I am so sorry to hear of your father's passing. This is the time of year when he would be putting the angel on the peak of the house and we would all be worried that he would fall off. I still remember the Christmas Eve when he knocked on my door and gave me the quilt rack he had made for me. He had asked me to show him a picture of one, telling me he was doing it for a friend who wanted one for her home. Little did I know it was for me. Michael and I enjoyed the time we lived in your parent's apartment. They were so good to us. I shared many a laugh and a cup of tea with them. I know he will be truly missed by all who knew him. My prayers are with you at this time.