six feet over blog

six feet over blog
It's not just about dirt.

About the Author

Funeral director, doctor, gutter cleaner, policeman, crack head, gay bar bartender, record mogul, BP damage control guy, Preacher, Eagles quarterback...we all have a calling and here is mine.

I decided to put this blog together when my best friend who is my brother from another mother said "dude, with that dead stuff and your basic life philosophy, you have a lot to share, you should blog." This here is about me, what moves me, what I see and what I feel. I am a tad OCD, I love mixing it up with all types of people from all walks of life and I like dogs, not really cats and finally, I am not exceptionally fond of people who don't like kids.

10-Dec 10

Dad, It’s been three years today and I miss you more than ever. I have this huge whole in my chest every time I think of you. I wish you would walk right through that door and hold me like you used to and whisper those three little words in my ears. I miss you Dad, I miss you so much it kills me. I love you. I will love you forever and ever. And I’ll miss you until the end of my existance.
RIP Dad.
With love, from your daughter that loves you so,
Rachel.

rachelpvc

HIGH-RES

Dad, It’s been three years today and I miss you more than ever. I have this huge whole in my chest every time I think of you. I wish you would walk right through that door and hold me like you used to and whisper those three little words in my ears. I miss you Dad, I miss you so much it kills me. I love you. I will love you forever and ever. And I’ll miss you until the end of my existance.

RIP Dad.

With love, from your daughter that loves you so,

Rachel.

rachelpvc

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