Alex Henretty
I try to think of all the good times I had with dad but deep down, it still hurts. We all used to go camping every chance we got. We went to carnivals, even things as simple as going to the park was all that was needed, it was fun. He didn't start off great, with the drugs, being an alcoholic. He went to jail many times, but he was still a great guy once he got all cleaned up. There's not a day that goes by that I don't miss him. I do remember though, something that never got to happen. He was supposed to teach us to play guitar. I guess it was too late though.. I still want to learn "broken road", a song that reminds me of him