(me and my dad circa 1987)
this is my first father’s day without my dad here on earth. in some ways it feels like he’s still around… making faces if someone interrupts him, detailing his drives and putts on ALL eighteen holes of his most recent game, losing his keys or his glasses or his driving gloves, asking you to try this new juice or chocolate or specialty nut, reminding you to stand up straight and not “slunch,” asking you to come with him to tower records or kinkos or yoghurt park (or all three), slipping you cash when you hug him goodbye, snorting with laughter at his own mishaps, telling you he loves you, “higher than the sky is high and deeper than the ocean is deep.” his presence and energy and quirkiness and hilarity were just so BIG and all encompassing that i still feel him everywhere. happiest father’s day to my very favorite one! x00xx
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