Eighteen years ago was the final Father's Day with my father still alive. Of course we didn't know that then. Although he may have.
Eighteen years is quite a long time, but it still pinches each time the algorithms try to sell me on this day.
Meanwhile, the pic above shows AHF in the city he said he loved the most. And the pic below shares an unsung achievement of his, becoming a Knight of Mark Twain.
Always deeply loved and missed.
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