for remembering those who have lost their Fathers.

Every single day.

I miss him but I’m glad he doesn’t have to see what’s going on in this country. He hated rethugs and have hated Twitler

Have been cleaning out the family home (60 years of family stuff and it’s taking forever) and found a box of stuff that he and my mom saved. Birth announcements, telegrams and even their wedding register at their reception. Old newspaper clippings especially one about my Dad when he was a public housing authority manager. So many memories. I was lucky to have a great father.

I wonder what my life would have been like if he were still here? Probably, I would be happier and more successful. My younger siblings, our mother and I never really recovered from his very sudden and unexpected death.

I lost dad suddenly on March 21st. He was visiting my half brother in the Philippines when he collapsed and had to rushed to the hospital. He never woke up. My dad was a Libertarian but he hated Trump with a passion. He would be disgusted by what's happening to the asylum seekers and their children.

“I Still Can’t Say Goodbye”.

Chet Atkins was my Daddy’s favorite musician. Get some tissues.

Love you, Daddy!

He would be 103 years old if he were still alive. He died in 1985 but it seems like it was just yesterday.

I still talk to him and keep his photo (and Mother's also) available and angled so he can see what's going on with our lives. Crazy, I know, but it keeps me connected to my family. Miss my Dad. I was born prematurely when he was on Okinawa. I met him when he returned from war and I was a year and a half old. He was my hero always, though I don't remember ever telling him. I do hope that I did.

He was 62, still seems like yesterday.

He died young, and I've been allowed to outlive him for many years. I think of him every single day. I can hear his voice, laughing, being reasonable, and admonishing me to "get cracking."

Sure miss the old dad. Not the one I had to deal with these last two years.