Today's been a little off. Yesterday, I sent my Mom a "thinking of you" e-card, chiefly because today is what should have been my parent's 39th anniversary.My father, pictured above, was a ham. I like this picture. I think I'll print it and whip it out whenever anyone asks how I got my sense of humor. Then, I'll explain Pop and they'll understand why I have no chance at all at being normal.
Dad left us on May 1, 2003, after a 2-1/2 year fight with lung cancer. When they found it, it had already spread to his bones. Still, for 2-1/2 years, he battled it. That's a strong fight for stage IV cancer.
Dad, I miss you.
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