My son and my dad, at my house yesterday.
Dad's walking slower since his surgery, but he and his friend Sandy were on their way to a wedding reception. Dancing would be involved.
By the time Dad and Sandy stopped by, Ben and I had worked up a sweat cutting weeds and planting oak trees in the wood lot. More tree planting is scheduled for today, some walnuts for the mixed hardwoods, and a dozen or so birches to add to the birch grove. But first we're off to Brunelli's for the dad's day brunch.
Your photo made me smile.
Your son.
Your father.
You taking their picture.
What a happy day. Now I miss my Dad but with a tear and a smile, like you I appreciated every moment with my father. There are only good memories.
Your family looks like a happy family and your father and son have sincere smiles for the photographer. Have a great Sunday Frank.
Posted by: meg | June 20, 2004 at 11:11 AM
Well, now that my mandarin girl has so beautifully expressed what many of us would have liked to articulate...
"CheeseBoy! You never fail to surprise me. You have a father? There I was, thinking..."
Never mind.
Glad you had a good one (Father's Day), Frank, and it looks as though your dad did too...:)
Posted by: Mike Golby | June 22, 2004 at 08:42 AM