happy birthday pops...number 82 . at the risk of sounding maudlin ,
times like this i think of the lyrics of a joni mitchell song...
"don't it always seem to go , that you don't know what you've got
till it's gone " . i feel that way about my dad,my mom,aunts uncles,
grandparents , everyone who was important to me in my life who
are no longer with us . you can love ,you can honor and obey,
you can treasure the moments in time that you shared with them...
but you truly don't know what ya got,till its gone...
happy birthday dad,we love you and miss you everyday...
with love , your children .
i was going to post the last letter of the magical mystery tour
letters,the last one being postmarked oct 20,1971. but this is
more important.i will post that in a few days...steve
times like this i think of the lyrics of a joni mitchell song...
"don't it always seem to go , that you don't know what you've got
till it's gone " . i feel that way about my dad,my mom,aunts uncles,
grandparents , everyone who was important to me in my life who
are no longer with us . you can love ,you can honor and obey,
you can treasure the moments in time that you shared with them...
but you truly don't know what ya got,till its gone...
happy birthday dad,we love you and miss you everyday...
with love , your children .
i was going to post the last letter of the magical mystery tour
letters,the last one being postmarked oct 20,1971. but this is
more important.i will post that in a few days...steve
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I like that photo of your dad standing on the steps in the front of Grandma Allen's house. I guess that's the way I remember him.
thats one of my faves too...i think its kind of the quintessential picture of my dad...
Of course I did not see him in person, ever, after 1969. So that's why. And your not far behind, since 1973, heh heh. that is why you look so strange to me. Of course, it takes one to know one...
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