My dad is several states away, and both elderly and immunocompromised, so no visits to the folks for me. And my son, who does live locally, just learned that two people in his gf's family have tested positive, so he won't be visiting me, either. But will speak to both on the phone later.
Happy Father’s Day to all, indeed. Being a dad is my favorite thing in the world. I have two great young men for sons that I could not be more proud of. This is unfortunately the second year in a row that I’ve had no dad on Father’s Day. Lost him in February 2018. I go through this weird thing when the day approaches now, where I think “what am I going to get dad this year?” Then I remember that he’s gone. It’s a bummer. My father-in-law still alive and well, and a great person, I got to see him today.
April, 1964. The brat on the trike is yours truly. The man on the right playing the 335 is my father. I was two years old, dad was 33. The second photo is 55 years later. We were visiting my mother who had some minor surgery. Four months after this photo was taken - he was gone. Accidentally and totally unexpectedly. Happy Fathers Day. If you only knew how much you were missed.
I’ve had a guitar in my hands since I was TWO. Why am I not better at this?