I miss my dad.....Here he is swinging my godchild, Benjamin, who is now 28. So I guess this picture was taken about 25 years ago. I was living in Houston, and probably was home for the weekend. My dad was a father of five, a war hero, and the most generous man you ever met. He was also offshore for a lot of our life when we were young, had a short temper, and was an alcoholic . But the great thing about missing my dad every day of my life is I can remember all of the good times and I have an uncanny ability to forget about the bad days. So dad, Happy Father's Day! I love you very much.
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