My father was my hero. The man that I went to when I needed to share a
story, solve a problem or just to get one of his big bear hugs. He was the
kind of man that would do anything for his family and friends, whether it
was building skateboard ramps and playhouses or doing survey work on a
friends boat for free. He was a man that commanded respect and he was loved
beyond words. We will never forget you Dad.
In loving memory,
Kristin Kershaw, daughter