My Dad never quite understands my shenanigans. Here we are in 1984 with my sister Becky. At the last second I decided to put my head on his shoulder in this picture. Wasn’t received well by the old WWII vet that served in Saipan.
How lucky I am to still have my Dad, who will be 93 in August. We won’t be together this year on Dad’s Day, so I wanted to honor him with this post. He and I have both learned to be patient with one another through all of life’s strange twists and turns. Or maybe not.
Happy Father’s Day!