Joe is very much missed. He was my sister's husband, my nephews father, and my friend. He was always quick to make someone laugh - he never took too many things seriously. He would find humor even in the blackest moments. When I was pregnant with my son, my sister worried about me and sent her husband to stay with me until the baby was born. I'd made arrangements with the doctor to have my labor induced at 6:30 in the morning so Joe went to a party. My son decided he didn't want to wait that long. Joe got the hospital and he'd had a couple of beers before he got there, but he was there for me. That's just the kind of guy Joe was. Yes, he is missed. But I also know that he is still watching over us.