My Dad


I never met my father. He left us while my Mom was still big and pregnant with me, and he died in ’84. I have very few pictures of him, but last year Mom surprised me with a digitized video of them vacationing circa 1967. I took these screen shots of the two of them from that vid. Thanks Mom.

1 Response to “My Dad”

  1. Friday, March 21, 2008 at 2:44 pm

    I am so glad that we have the few pix that we have. He was not with me for very long…but he was with me long enough to do the best thing he ever did; he helped me to make you. xoxomom

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