My dad, Don Toft, is a guiding light to me. He laughed a lot. He played music. He sang. He painted pictures. He wrote poems. He loved me very much. I know that because he told me.
My dad, Don Toft, is a guiding light to me. He laughed a lot. He played music. He sang. He painted pictures. He wrote poems. He loved me very much. I know that because he told me.
