Brooke loved to go to car shows with me. She's in my brother Mike's cool 55 Chevy Convertible Street Rod.

Lakewood, Colorado, Wednesday night Car Shows. A dog and a malt. Brooke was a fan of the 50's and 60's. She knew so many songs and so many artists. She would always ask me if they were still alive. I always thought that was odd, but now, it makes sense. I know my Brooke got to Heaven, found both of her grandmothers, Grandma Mares and Grandma Burn, waited for her Grandpa Mares, my brother John, then went to find Elvis. She made friends with him

Me and Brooke drove my Corvette to California for a long weekend to see my brother Tony. He said they have car shows in San Diego every weekend with some very nice and expensive street rods, Hi-Boys - 32 Fords. We had a great time. She was always looking for Camaros. She loved those cars.

Here's Brooke sitting by Judy Garland's star on the "Walk of Fame" in Hollywood. The Wizard of Oz was her favorite movie. She watched it hundred of times, she knew all the dialog, verbatim.

We met the small people, the lollipop kids about 5 years ago. They were at the Colorado Mills Mall. She knew every one of them, she talked to them, it made her happy, it made me happy too.

Heather composed this photo for Brooke's Memorial service. She's an amazing artist and is always busy working or doing so many things with her family. Heather did so much after we lost Brooke. I was in shock. I medicated myself to hide from the pain. I did so many things I don't remember doing.

I gave eulogies for Mom, Dad & Brooke, all in a six month period. Heather said I made a lot of mistakes in my speech, time lines, numbers, but she was understanding. She and Ashley helped me at Dad's funeral. They were standing by me, ready to interject and talk about Dad. The idea was to cut me off if I got too confused and wasn't making sense.

I am so grateful for her. There is nothing worse than planning a funeral for your daughter. Seeing her laying there lifeless with the Coroner. I flashback to that day, so surreal. Heather was the one who called me and I heard the words, "Dad, Brooke's Dead". My heart dropped, Judy and I raced to Brooke and Danny's apartment on Colfax in Lakewood. I cried all the way down, I was shaking. I was asking God, please don't take my girl.

My sweetheart has her Angel Wings. I know in my heart, she was such a gentle soul, so beautiful and loving. God help me with all this pain. I cry every day. I visit her grave most days. The dogs like going with me, they get to stick their heads out the window of the car as we drive slowly through the cemetery. When I get back to the car, they lick my eyes, they know I'm sad. Tonight, I helped my friend Tom Schrah deliver a car to Jason's mom, Sharon. Brooke and Jason were engaged. We lost him July 2, 2005. Brooke was with him when he died. It was so hard on Brooke. I followed Tom to Sharon's house, a place where Brooke and Jason lived. As I got closer, I got sadder, remembering of all the times I'd met Brooke and Jason there. So many memories. I was crying as I was driving. I had Tom's dog, McCoy, his new dog he adopted. McCoy is very friendly, a beautiful Lab - Shar Pei mix. He nosed up to me and began licking my eyes, just as Blackjack and Barkley often do.