Bradley Eugene Harris (My father) Memorial&cleanup

I’ve been sitting here thinking of how to type this all out, but there are very few things I can think about other than my dad. My dad passed away on June 14th at 12:59 pm. Seeing him lying there, knowing that this was the last time I’ll ever see him, is something I will have to live with forever. His last moments were peaceful, and even though he wasn’t conscious, I felt as if he knew I was there and listening to what I was saying while tears rolled down my face. I loved my dad and thought of all the good memories that kept me going. I have so many memories with him, but I’ll share one that makes me tear up. One day when we were all still living under the same roof before my parents got divorced, my dad showed me a book he wrote and illustrated when he was a kid about a dog. I remember him showing me the pictures he drew and reading me the story as he started to cry. I never really understood why he cried, but I’ll always remember that day he showed it to me. He loved dogs, and with any movie about a dog he watched, he would cry. After my sister's death, he was never the same, and I wish I could have done more to help. He was the best dad I could have asked for, and I really wish he was still here with me. He never really liked to throw things away, and with his struggles with the death of my sister, I may never truly understand what he had to go through. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep my dad's house, and this go fund me is to help clean up and restore his house. I used to spend every other weekend, summer and holidays there and I was always happy when I was with my dad. The pain of losing my dad at 27 is something I hope many of you never have to feel at such a young age. I feel like I may be asking for a lot, but this is the last little bit that’s left of my dad, and I want to cherish what he left me behind.