Today would have been my dad's 76th birthday. He died at 64. I still miss him.
I believe my dad gave me this photograph. Here's the story how I found it...
I found this photograph about 6 months after his death when I was doing some work alone at his house. After his death, we had cleaned the house from most of its valuables. I was walking by a large speaker box he had and noticed a Ziploc bag that I had never seen before. I looked inside and there were several documents; his birth certificate, his social security card, and this photo. I asked my brother and sister-in-law if they had put it there or had seen it before. No was the answer. Maybe my other sister put it there one day, but I don't think so. We walked by this piece of furniture all the time and had never seen anything on it until that day I was alone.
Anyway, its the only photo I have of him with me. Today I finally scanned it into my computer so now I can make copies of it.
My sisters and brother have the other photos of our dad, but I keep this one in my wallet. I figure he is about 9 or 10 years old. Looking at this photo now, I looked much the same at that age.
By the way, he never really grew into those ears of his.
I believe my dad gave me this photograph. Here's the story how I found it...
I found this photograph about 6 months after his death when I was doing some work alone at his house. After his death, we had cleaned the house from most of its valuables. I was walking by a large speaker box he had and noticed a Ziploc bag that I had never seen before. I looked inside and there were several documents; his birth certificate, his social security card, and this photo. I asked my brother and sister-in-law if they had put it there or had seen it before. No was the answer. Maybe my other sister put it there one day, but I don't think so. We walked by this piece of furniture all the time and had never seen anything on it until that day I was alone.
Anyway, its the only photo I have of him with me. Today I finally scanned it into my computer so now I can make copies of it.
My sisters and brother have the other photos of our dad, but I keep this one in my wallet. I figure he is about 9 or 10 years old. Looking at this photo now, I looked much the same at that age.
By the way, he never really grew into those ears of his.
Happy Birthday Daddy!
3 comments:
This is a cool and heart touching post Mims,thanks for sharing it with us. =)
Happy Birthday, Daddy!
Today I thought about my Dad too..wished him a Happy Birthday out loud.
I really miss him but think of the fun times we all shared with him.
Our Dad loved surprises..and surprising us. He could be pretty silly at times.
He took each of us (my brothers and sister and I)on a special trip with just him. He wouldn't tell us where we were going..it was usually somewhere we had wanted to go though.
He was pretty special.
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