More than just a dad he was a father, my friend, my everything. He had a way of making everything feel less difficult, even times when you felt the world through a boulder in your way. Some how with his guidance and wisdom boulders melted into sand. He gave me all the tools to survive in this world, most important he gave me the final key to understanding true salvation. Every life he touched changed, not a person who met him could say he was selfish, because he gave and gave without keeping tabs. He always told me when you give give like you'll never get back. Well he's a master of this because he gave so much love, understanding, sound guidance, peace, joy, security, hope no thesaurus could contain enough words for how much David Bresina (my daddy) gave without once asking. What will you do for me? Time and time again watching him work with families, situations that came up at work, and just plain strangers on the street mercy and love kept flowing from every path God put him on. As a child I've watched him grow from the strongest man, gymnast, wresting champ, hunter, biker, motor cyclist, the list could go on for days, into one who had all stripped away but his most important life accomplishments. Who he is in God. Not once through all his trials did he ever curse God for what was happening to him. Instead with what little words he could speak. Phrases like Hey Jess, What's the whole duty of man? I would answer to fear God and keep His commandments! That was usually followed by a great big smile and a hug. Or David, Cat, Jake don't forget? We'd all answer Jesus loves me. Usually every day several times a day over and over til it was imbedded into our very fabric of what we are made of. He truly was a miraculous person and like my older brother David said, and it was such a humble honest statement "I just hope when I get to heaven he'll at least let me touch his feet?" I feel March 21^st 2008 will mark the saddest day of my earthly life., because how does anyone ever find tangible love such as my daddy.