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 ...