Hey all. It is my sad duty to announce that I lost my father Wednesday night. I was at home alone with him at the time, and he felt he had "indigestion". Then he lost consciousness. His heart stopped and he stopped breathing. I had to lift him off the bed. I don't know if anybody knows this but I am a "little person" as I prefer to be known as. I have a form of dwarfism. So lifting him off the bed wasn't real easy. he is six feet tall and 180 lbs. I had to perform cpr and mouth to mouth resuscitation . It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. Typing this was really hard. Before this I didn't really know what it meant to lose a parent but its hard and my sympathy is with all of you that have lost parents. My dad and I were close, so close in fact, that we were just finished packing for the lake on friday. If he wasn't working, we were at the lake in the summer, and every year we had a father son trip. He was a great dad and was proud of both of us kids. We were his world, and what everything orbited around. He was at all our sporting events and supported everything we did. My mom was the apple of his eye, and was the first and last woman he dated. He passed at the ripe old age of 47 and had 2 clogged arteries in his heart. I can't talk about this much more but the funeral is monday. I will talk about it more in a few days when I feel better.