Jodi Thompson
My fondest memory of my dad was when I was 5 years old. It was snowing and the snow was deep. My dad said let's get your sled out and I will pull you. So I got bundled up and he walked from Overlook to summit street where a friend from work lived. The snow was beautiful and the lights around people's houses were amazing. When we came back mom had hot chocolate and toast waiting on us. A beautiful memory that I will have in my heart forever.