well, this man right here played a big part in my life. He married my mom when i was 11.. i didnt like him much, but what bratty step kid is excited bout that. our first year was kinda tough, but no matter what, he always told me he loved me. and somewhere down the road, we got really close. we got in trouble with mom together, he taught me how to shoot guns, we argued over who was gonna drive his truck when i turned 16(: , he always gave me long lectures over something totally different from what i asked.. and not gonna lie, i took a lot of what he said for granted, and i let those moments just slip by and didnt think much of it. but now he's gone, all those hours we sat there talking about nothing, makes total sense now. he wasnt just my step dad, he became my dad. he was there for me when i needed him, or just when i needed someone to talk to.. he always went out of his way for me.. came to my track meets, volleyball, football games whenever i was cheering and he could come. even if he had other things to do, they were always put aside. I could be so mad at him, but no more than two minutes. He taught me how to take things with a grain of salt. not to let anyone tell me that im not good enough. he made me feel special and made me feel important to him atleast. he always told me he loved me, and made sure i knew it too. that song "still cleaning this gun" he told me is how he felt about me and growing up, and bringin boys around.. well, he never got the oppourtunity to take one out and clean his guns, but he sure did get the chance to scare a few(: and thats totally martin. He may have seemed tough, but he was a big ol softie, if i was in trouble with momma, he would pretend to be mad, but secretly tell me it was all good and he had my back. he was awesome. he did everything he could to make me happy. i loved him a lot, and he meant a lot to me. and im proud to say that he was my dad, he will always be in my heart. i love you dad R.I.P 1/23/09