Father's Day

This picture was taken some years back when my Pop bought my mother her new "tank." I love this picture of the two of them. Back then, my Pop could still drive even though he was blind in one eye and still walk without too much discomfort. Those were the days!

This is the saddest day for me since this is the first Father's Day without my Dad. I hope he's enjoying his day playing on heaven's links and yucking it up with many of his old friends while having a brewsky. I can only imagine Mr. Karam telling my father he's so full of shit, Isela and Bob Redman with their sons, Bobo and Michael, telling jokes, Kiki sitting there talking about stuff, any stuff, Chinki, Scutter, and the "boys" having a great Mexican meal and hearing them all laugh as they enjoy each other's company. Yes, I can see it all...the smiles, the laughter, the bantering but the laughter mostly. Sounds of my childhood when they all entertained at each other's homes.

I miss you Pops and I miss your smile, your wonderful laughter and your stupid jokes....no one could tell a dumber joke than you and no one could ever laugh at them like me! Love you Pop and miss you....sending you many hugs and kisses and stupid jokes.