Happy Birthday, Dad

If my Dad were still around, today would have been his birthday. Come to think of it, around or not, it's still his birthday. Regardless, even though I am fully aware that he (likely) does not have a computer or the Internet, I'm still doing it this way.

Happy birthday, Dad.

We'll be having your usual birthday dinner tonight. No sense in missing out on that. I sure do wish you could be here for it. As far as everything else goes, since I talk to you all the time, I won't go into a ton of detail because you already know everything.

I sure do miss you and I really wish you could come back.

Happy birthday, Dad. I love you.

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Happy Father's Day

Today is Father's Day. Not exactly my most favorite day of the year, but at least the corporations don't cram it down our throats the way that they do Mother's Day and Christmas. (It's not always joyous!) I don't know why I feel the need to do this, but I do and I'm gonna.

Happy Father's Day, Dad.

I just wanted to tell you thanks for being my Dad. I pretty much scored on that deal. OK, granted, when they called and told you guys that you could have me if you wanted, it did help things a bit that you said yes. (I didn't really have a lot of say in that whole deal, so the ball was really pretty much in your court at that time. And well played!)

You did a really good job. You taught me a whole lotta stuff. And I apparently still could have learned a bunch more, as evidenced by a couple of weeks ago as I was attempting to assemble a bicycle. Let's just say it did not go well. All I kept thinking was how if you were around, you'd know how to do it. (But I did remember about always saving the box until you know that you're not going to have to take something back! THAT was helpful!)

I still have that Father's Day card that I never got to give you. I don't really know what to do with it, so I'm just gonna hang onto it. I think it's a Daffy Duck card. I'm pretty sure you'd like it.

I really miss you and I sure do wish you could come back. Happy Father's Day.

Me.

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I Miss You, Dad

(This post isn't necessarily being written because I think that it's actually going to get read by the subject of said post. I realize that's not likely to be the case. But it's being written anyway because, well, what else am I going to do? )

Hey, Dad.

Today makes six years. How'd that happen?! Sometimes it seems like it went by really fast and other times it seems like it's taken ten times as long. Neither one is better than the other, but even if one was, I'd still miss you.

I don't think I need to bore you with details as to what's been goin' on lately. I'm sure you're well aware. Mom's good. She just got back from vacation. Everyone else is doing pretty good too. Probably like I usually do, I'll have our dinner at some point. Not like it's a fair trade or anything, but I do enjoy that part! I'd still rather have you around than the dinner.

You know, right after everything happened, someone told me that one day I would stop crying, but that nothing would ever be the same again. Man, they were right. It just hasn't been the same without you around. (And most of the time I don't cry.)

Thanks for being my Dad. You did a really good job. I sure do miss you. I wish you could come back. See you later. ~ Me

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Happy Birthday, Dad

If my Dad were still around, today would have been his birthday. Come to think of it, around or not, it's still his birthday. Regardless, even though I am fully aware that he (likely) does not have a computer or the Internet, I'm still doing it this way.

Happy birthday, Dad.

We'll be having your usual birthday dinner tonight. No sense in missing out on that. I sure do wish you could be here for it. As far as everything else goes, since I talk to you all the time, I won't go into a ton of detail because you already know everything.

I sure do miss you and I really wish you could come back.

Happy birthday, Dad. I love you.

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Happy Birthday, Dad.

If my Dad were around, today would have been his birthday. Come to think of it, around or not, it's still his birthday. Regardless, even though I am fully aware that he (likely) does not have a computer or the Internet, I'm still doing it this way.

Happy birthday, Dad.

We'll be having your usual birthday dinner tonight. No sense in missing out on that. I sure do wish you could be here for it. As far as everything else goes, since we chat all the time, I won't go into a ton of detail because you already know everything.

I sure do miss you and I wish you could come back.

Happy birthday, Dad.

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Happy Father's Day

Today is Father's Day. Not exactly my most favorite day of the year, but at least the corporations don't cram it down our throats the way that they do Mother's Day and Christmas. (It's not always joyous!) I don't know why I feel the need to do this, but I do and I'm gonna.

Happy Father's Day, Dad.

I just wanted to tell you thanks for being my Dad. I pretty much scored on that deal. OK, granted, when they called and told you guy that you could have me if you wanted, it did help things a bit that you said yes. (I didn't really have a lot of say in that whole deal, so the ball was really pretty much in your court at that time. And well played!)

You did a really good job. You taught me a whole lotta stuff. And I apparently still could have learned a bunch more, as evidenced by a couple of weeks ago as I was attempting to assemble a bicycle. Let's just say it did not go well. All I kept thinking was how if you were around, you'd know how to do it. (But I did remember about always saving the box until you know that you're not going to have to take something back! THAT was helpful!)

I still have that Father's Day card that I never got to give you. I don't really know what to do with it, so I'm just gonna hang onto it. I think it's a Daffy Duck card. I'm pretty sure you'd like it.

I really miss you and I sure do wish you could come back. Happy Father's Day.

Me.

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Hey

(This post isn't necessarily being written because I think that it's actually going to get read by the subject of said post. I realize that's not likely to be the case. But it's being written anyway because, well, what else am I going to do? )

Hey, Dad.

Today makes four years. How'd that happen?! Sometimes it seems like it went by really fast and other times it seems like it's taken ten times as long. Neither one is better than the other, but even if one was, I'd still miss you.

I don't think I need to bore you with details as to what's been goin' on lately. I'm sure you're well aware. I was going to go down to Cambria today, but I had some things scheduled and so I couldn't. I'm thinking maybe in July (I still need to make that bench to go down there by where you're at).

Probably like I usually do, I'll have our dinner at some point. Not like it's a fair trade or anything, but I do enjoy that part! I'd still rather have you around than the dinner.

You know, right after everything happened, someone told me that one day I would stop crying, but that nothing would ever be the same again. Man, they were right. It just hasn't been the same without you around. (And most of the time I don't cry.)

Thanks for being my Dad. You did a really good job. I sure do miss you. I wish you could come back. See you later. ~ Me

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