My Mom met my Step Dad, Dave in January of 93, I had just turned 12 years old. I remember when I first saw him in his Ford Bronco with his polyester pants and shirt. I would later tell my Mom that he looked like a dork. I would resist my Mom dating him since she had just filed for divorce from my fist Step Dad who was an alcoholic and abusive. I was not ready for another Step Dad. In November of 1993 Dave would be transferred from IL to Texas. My Mom would move with him the following month taking my little brother who was 3 at the time leaving me and my sister who were 13 and 11 to live with our Dad. I would live with my Dad until August of 1998 at which time I decided to moved to Texas. 

My Step Dad passed away from stomach cancer on March 19, 2012

I feel like the time I got to spend with him was so short however the pain I feel from his loss is so great.