It was ten years ago that we lost Dad to cancer. I miss him. I miss my dad who I grew up with and I miss the man I was just starting to get to know as an adult. Can't help but wonder if he would have gotten back into photography when I did. I shoot Pentax, because he did. I wish he could have seen Sarah grow up into the woman she is. I wish should could have known him as an adult. I miss watching him play crib, he played the odds in a way I could never master. I miss how badly he took it when he lost at Phase 10. "Stupid Game!" I miss people who knew him on meeting me saying, "You must be Roger's boy".