Impulses

May 26, 2012 07:12

Sometimes, you just get silly little impulses. When I was visiting Daddy last summer, we went to the theater together. After our movies, I noticed a photo-booth in the lobby, and dragged him into it. We got two strips for each of us, one together, and one of just me for him.




Sometimes those silly little impulses change your life in unimaginable ways. I have four, and only four, pictures of myself with my Dad. So there you have it, folks. My beloved father and me (sans makeup, le gasp).

I will do an official memorial for him behind a cut when I can manage it, but I just wanted you to see the man you've prayed for, and a little of the love we have for each other.

I miss you, Papa-Bear.
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