My father died Feb 2005. I was with him when his mother died…he did not cry. I was with him when he had to commit my mother to the hospital…he did not cry. The doctor told him he had fatal lung cancer…he did not cry. The only tears I ever saw from him were when he put his Yorkie to sleep he cried all day and was depressed for a month. I dreamed the day he died that he was greeted in Heaven by that beloved dog.

Neil from AL