DONALD FRANCIS SLANE

I remember being in the garage with my daddy.. moving the milk crate under the motorcycle or motor he was working on. I remember being in the front yard and him teaching me how to pitch and catch a softball. When he wasn't at work I remember always being outside with him.. learning to skate on the street.. making fishing weights and practicing our cast. I love you daddy. I am proud to keep your last name the rest of my life. Hug my mom for me. I'll see you guys later. I love you. I miss our video chats. Rest ez..no more pain for you.