"Here is your Dad's Rosary, that you gave him. It was his favorite."

Dad,

Here is the rosary I bought you in San Antonio, Texas when we went together to see the Alamo. Do you remember? You told me so much about the Alamo. We went to most of the missions and looked at them all. Dad, I really enjoyed the time we had together there. Our interests are so much the same.

I know you used this rosary so much. Mom told me "Here is your Dad's rosary that you gave him in Texas, it was his favorite." I feel you close to me when I use it Dad. I can see the beads where they are worn down from your fingers. I am so happy I have your rosary, Dad. I am sorry I can not visit you in your home and pray your rosary in the kitchen with you. Your daughters do not realize the many meanings a son and father have after he is gone. The last time we said the rosary together was in the kitchen, do you remember? You lead us in the rosary. It was so beautiful they way you said it. You dedicated the rosary to Ti and I do not why? Mom was with us too, the three of us.

Forever Your loving Son,
Chendo