A Virtual One

My Mom put a flower for me down today. Not a sunflower cause this surely isn´t the time of he year.

What can I say?

Happy 71st, Dad.

Miss you.



Pics hangig in the kitchen.
See you all the time, Dad.
Hurts to not have you here.



Did I ever tell?
I have:

• His hands - really! Saw it when he lay there, dead. Never had his hands still before!
  
• His eyes. Green-Grey.
  
• His stomach! I can eat anything!!!! (even stuff not good anymore)
  
• his temper - not a helpful thing!
  
• his temper - what a blessing!
  
• being up and alive and kicking at 5 o` clock
  

..... whatever.
Miss U.