It’s Father’s day. I was thinking about my Dad. It’s been over ten years since he’s been gone-I still miss him.

I miss him calling me “kiddo”while I was in my thirties. I miss his sense of humor and how nothing ever seemed to faze him.

Even though I know he was far from perfect, he was a great dad.

Happy father’s day, I miss you.



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