Sunday, June 19, 2005

PhotosUSB 011




This was my daddy.

He was a modest man, and not of this new and welcome generation of fathers who feed and bathe babies and put them to bed at night.

But he was a terrific father in times of trouble. We miss him.

He shocked me something fierce when he said that he, too, had read Anna Karenina.

How about that Vronsky?

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