And I’m sure you don’t even know it. I saw this picture on the internet…
Source: modernhepburn.tumblr.com via SusieJ on Pinterest
and for some reason, I thought of you. You smiling. You young. No, you don’t look like him…in a few ways you do. But this is your essence. I can still remember that day — was it one day — or was it simply just a conglomoration of a a few hundred of them, combined — when I sat in the front seat beside you (no car seats back then) and you had your Winston Cigarettes in the light green shinny package with white lettering. You had blue eyes, just like me. That meant I belonged to you. Dad. You are still here. Showing up in the oddest places and giving me smiles… all the time.
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