To all the Fathers that are there for the kids, thank you!! I never had a chance to know my real father, he was shot and killed with a gun after a drinking binge when I was 6 months old in Miami, Florida and the court ruled it as a justified homicide. After that my Mom decided to move down to Marathon where she worked as a nurse at Fisherman's hospital and married my step father, Donald "Doc" MacDonald when I was 5 years old and he raised me until high school graduation in 1987. He was a tough as nails, no nonsense kind of a guy but he taught me well. After retiring from the Veterans Affairs in Marathon, my step dad passed away in 2002. So for all of you that still have a father living, please don't let them forget or not know that you love them, even if you don't get along, it's a chance I never had and never will have until I see my biological father in Heaven. Thank you Dad for doing the job my Father never could..R.I.P.
Love,
Kevin
