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June 15, 2025
Happy Father's Day

I'm going to take tonight off.  I have no camera and a bum leg.  I've spent the day at home, taking care of myself, trying to do a little cleaning and being calm.   At the moment the sky is spectacular out my west window.  I will enjoy it without my lens.   Meanwhile, it is Father's Day, and I have been thinking about fathers.  Mine died way too early, but before he fell ill he showed me he loved me in very strong clear ways.  I was truly bonded to both my parents.  His illness complicated life, but recently I've wanted to focus on the early days.  I've been thinking about those times where I knew he was there for me.  One of the last days he was alive, my mother had gone to a rehearsal and Daddy and I were alone for the evening.  We spoke of his men friends and those relationships.  He told me about coming home from the war and driving to Pennsylvania to deliver one of his sailor's belongings to his family.  He felt close to the guy and wanted to meet his parents and bring them gifts.  It's the only time I ever heard him speak of the war.   
Another major connection we had was poetry, he always supported my trying to write.  He sat and listened and made comments with great support.  That maybe the only reason I am still doing it and believing that my poetry is worth composing.  
In so many ways one can say my life was difficult because of my father, but my life was beautiful because of him, too.  Daddy and his piano were a tremendous part of my life, if only for 18 years.  



 

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