Milton Elliott Gardner was my father. Born on December 29, 1913 in New York City, NY, he passed away in Las Vegas, Nevada at the age of 85, November 5, 1998.
He was an architect who attended New York University to study architecture. My dad was a good guy who did the best he could to live a very difficult life, especially after world war 11. I was an only child, and when I was young, we used to pal around a lot, taking walks, drives around the neighborhood, watch all kinds of sporting events on TV, and have long talks about lots of different things. He passed from complications of Alzheimer's disease. I miss him very much and will always remember his wacky sense of humor.