This has been the longest week of my life. Forgive me for not responding back to all the thoughtful texts and voicemails. I did not have the strength to reply. One of my anchors is missing and I was swaying out of control. As the dust settles we must prepare to celebrate my fathers life. The person I would go to for advice isn’t here. But I know if he was here he would tell me using one of his many Alex-ism’s, “Don’t worry! Be happy!” He made sure to say that when we were upset. As I write this I hear his voice saying those words. So yes, I’m upset and sad. But I will be happy. That’s what he would want. So please join us and celebrate his life next week. I’m sure the church will be packed. You know how my dad loved to entertain. Come and share his memories with us. Love you Dad. Gone too soon. Never forgotten.