I Remember Pappa
I have not been on a bit but that is because my dear father fell into a coma last month and quietly passed on November 18th. I loved my father and have so many stories of growing up with him. He thought himself the ever jokester from time to time. For example, he would send us to the store and when we asked if we could keep the change, he would respond by saying "Yes. Until you get back." I began to know him as a man when he was about the age I am now. He had taken a job where he worked nights and I had just started afternoon kindergarten so he was assigned with taking me to school. He gave me treats my mom said I could not have. That time together, those short walks were the foundation of our relationship. To the left is a picture of me with him when I was about seven years old. Me holding him in a headlock, trying to get some daddy time and him, just calm and mild mannered soaking up my happiness.
Dad, good night. Sleep well! I love you!
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