My own

Yesterday was a day for Fathers.

And all day I thought about mine.

(Me, My Dad, Missie, Buffie - Summer 1988)

How gentle a man he is. He’s the kindest, most honest person I know.
I am thankful for him. And his quiet ways. And if I were near enough to him, I would have hugged and kissed him, and told him my whole heart and how it was overflowing with love for him.
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The world needs more fathers like him.