Saturday, July 05, 2008

I thought of you last night. Somewhere between "God Bless America" and the Air Force Hymn I remembered the way you laughed, threatened the hapless dogs, watched your grandkids - and it didn't hurt.

Ave atque vale, Papa.
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Anonymous said...

I thought of him when I realized none of us had patriotic shirts to wear to the 4th of July parade.

9:36 PM

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