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BlackHart and Daddy, Circa 1974.
The good ol' days. My grandmother gave me this photo a few years ago. On the back, she'd written "One of my favorites!" I'm reminded of a brief period in childhood where dad was living, still walking, and able to play with me. I remember this day, well. I'd been taking swimming lessons and he got into Aunt Isabelle's pool with me and made me show off my newfound swimming abilities. He was proud that his three-year-old could swim and I was happy to be object of his pride.
On this Thanksgiving, I am thankful to have had him, however briefly. His influence on my life, through nurture and a whole lot of nature, have made all the difference. I wouldn't trade our time together for all the money in the world. He may not have lived to see me grow, but he's been here in spirit every single step of the way. (I love you, dad.)
2 comments:
wonderful photo and words. thank you so much for sharing them. i have some of those same photos that i have been going through these past few days. remembering....
happy thanksgiving :)
What a wonderful memory, thanks for sharing with us! Hope you had a wonderful holiday.
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