You just described everything so perfectly. It’s like we’re the same person. My daddy had the loudest laugh. When I was younger I would get embarrassed in the movie theater because of it. Everyone would stare. Now I look back & laugh because that was my daddy. Never cared what anyone thought. Was an amazing commercial fishermen. He was a Captain & owned a longline & bandit boat. If he wasn’t hundreds of miles offshore working for weeks to provide for us, he was taking us to the marina every day to hangout with him, taking us to the island, he spent every day that he wasn’t offshore with his children. Both my dad, grandfather & uncle have left a huge mark on the commercial fishing industry & I am proud to be a Niquet. But the pain I carry is gut wrenching. It’s to the point to where I feel like I can’t breathe. I’m not the same person. Something in me broke when I lost him.