The photo above was taken on his 40th birthday. Today would have been his 60th. I should be with him or calling him and chiding him about becoming such an old man, but I can’t. I can only look through photos, wishing he was still here to celebrate with while eating white angel food cake covered with chocolate frosting.
Dad, Lynnie, Lynn's sister, Uncle Michael, and me
some of the Murray clan, being completely natural
Dad, my Uncle John, Aunt Maureen, and Uncle Michael
my birthday party (I loved that spirograph)
this was as serious as anyone would get in a photo
Dad was so tired from his flight, but he couldn't wait to hold his first grandbaby, Lex
Em and her grandpa on the tram at Disneyworld
three generations at Disneyworld once again
I miss you always and love you forever, Dad.
Comments
What a beautiful collection of photographs. One of the things that sort of resonates is the laughter, what a beautiful legacy to have left his kids and relatives. The one with you and the spirograph, wow, amazing how much your daughters look just like you did at that age. {{hugs}}
I’m glad I took his boxes of photos when I cleaned out his apartment. Not long before, I’d first scanned and then given my aunt all the photos he’d held onto that belonged to my grandmother. So, I have many digital copies of the old photos, but it’s nice to have some I can hold in my hand as well. There is something about the act of holding that memory in your hand that is very powerful.
I guess I’m too close to my girls every day to really notice that they might look like me in some way, but they definitely have my attitude now and then. :)