You know, we all seem to go down so many lost roads in our lives. Roads that don't have a name and take us from our intended destination. But some of these roads lead us where we didn't know we were going and when we get there it's like coming home.
Friday, September 04, 2009
Happy Birthday Dad
Dad you died in 1984 but I never forget your birthday. You'd be old now had you survived, but I am sure you'd be one of those wise old men who have so many important things still to say. I dedicate today's bike ride to you. Happy birthday like you made all of mine so happy. The cakes you sent to me at Arizona State with Pumpkins paw prints on them (geeze that always made me laugh) were always eaten so quickly by those on my dorms. You always made a big deal out of b-days and one day, we really need to splice those old movies so that we can view them again. Okay...time to go. J
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