Sam Frisby was a great man and like a father to me. He gave me a shot when no one else in town would and I always hoped to repay him for that. The day he died my heart broke twice, once for losing someone so important to me in my life, and again for his daughter Caroline.
He was all she had and for years I heard him sing her praises. There was never anyone or anything he loved more than his baby girl, and I'll never forget the way he'd light up when she walked into the shop.
The car accident was a freak thing that happened in a blink of an eye. I sometimes wonder if he didn't sense something was coming because a couple of days before the accident he pulled me into his office.
"Hey, Nolan, everything going okay at the shop?"
"All good, thanks to you." I grab his hand and pull him in for
