Today is my dad’s birthday.
I wish I could beam myself to New York and give him a big bear hug, or in the very least, make him a tomato sandwich with a generous smear of mayo and lots of salt and pepper. Happy birthday, dad — I love you!
with his three younger brothers on their front stoop…
in Woods Hole in the 70’s… (I love his “no big deal, just caught a fish” face.)
and hanging out with me, my brother, and my brother’s friend — some time in the 90’s : )