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87

If my dad were alive, he would turn 87 tomorrow. He died in 1985 – 26 years ago. It took a long time for me to think of him as gone – he was such an enigma, so powerful, so iconic.

What I always remember most is being in my parents’ king-sized bed and being tickled, hugged, snuggled and kissed. 51 years later I still hold those memories fondly.

One of my dearest friends just sent me her resolutions for 2011, on her list – make memories. I love that.

Make memories.

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3 Responses to “87”

  1. rotatingmass Says:
    January 7th, 2011 at 4:00 pm

    Sweet. The photo and the notion of making memories

  2. Rachel Says:
    January 7th, 2011 at 5:31 pm

    fits well with my austerity resolution – at no cost, you still can make as many memories as possible.

  3. Ivette Says:
    January 9th, 2011 at 7:29 pm

    6 de enero-Día de los Reyes Magos-haz memoria. Un beso…me encanta la foto; la mejor! Otro beso.

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