Today is the 27th anniversary of my father’s passing. I had him here on Earth for 27 years, and now he has been gone for just as long.
There is not a day that goes by that I don’t think of him, see something that reminds me of him, or think what would he think about that?
Cellphones were in there infancy, certainly not the smart phones we know today. The world has really changed in 27 years and so has our family. Grand kids and great grand kids he never knew. I wonder how different things would have been if he had not passed when he did. What different choices we would have made, different paths we would have taken? Makes me wonder?
Dad and Robin 1968
Dad in Vermont 1970
Dad and Pochahontas – Jamestown 1976
I love the photo of your father with Pochahontas!
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It’s obvious how much you treasure your memories. I’m sure he knows how much he is loved.
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Your dad looks pretty calm and level-headed. I love the shot with him and Robin.