Among the many gifts that our dad gave to us and everyone who knew him was his laughter.  He loved to laugh, did so easily and loudly, and made all of us laugh harder than anyone we know.  He was a fan of puns, corny jokes, colorful characters, wacky stories, and the foibles of the human condition.  I can still hear his hyena-like laugh in my head, I wish I could have bottled it and kept it for those times when all seems dark and despairing.

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