P.J. was a fun guy who loved to fish, hunt, golf, and watch horror movies. He was a wonderful dad, brother, uncle, cousin, nephew, just wonderful overall. I miss his laugh and his stories from high school, especially the "Dukes of Hazzard" one! It is said time heals all wounds but in reality this is not true. Like a real wound, the strength of the scar is never at 100% like uninjured skin. The wound of his passing feels like one that is just about to heal then reopens. Most don't understand why he committed suicide, but I can. I know you are at peace, watch over your babies as they grow, until we meet on the other side. Love you always.