Pics Worth More Than I Can Say

This year on April 9 it will be 11 years since my Dad died. I have realized that I am approaching the point where he has been gone longer than I knew him. I am dreading that moment. This picture is absolutely how I remember him. Big glasses, big smile, and a suit. My dad had a booming laugh and we tried to make him laugh ALL the time. If we succeeded we walked around a little puffed up, "did you hear?" dad + laughing=me funny. Laughter was a hot commodity in our home. We were rich...