Total, total, TOTAL melt city. "He wasn’t a perfect father but he was a very good man..." And that photo. I am so grateful to get this glimpse. I feel your writing in this memory. Thank you.
I love picturing you and your sister sorting metal name plates. I can see the shadows in the room and smell the dust. And I love how having a context for relating to your father made it work so much better. I can totally relate.
My sister sent me a copy of that picture- she has the original. I had forgotten how young he was in it.
Total, total, TOTAL melt city. "He wasn’t a perfect father but he was a very good man..." And that photo. I am so grateful to get this glimpse. I feel your writing in this memory. Thank you.
I love picturing you and your sister sorting metal name plates. I can see the shadows in the room and smell the dust. And I love how having a context for relating to your father made it work so much better. I can totally relate.
It was very, very dusty!
Such a sweetly written piece about your Dad and his face is such a one of a very good man. Precious.