Today is my father's birthday. If he hadn't passed away 2 years ago, he would be turning 66 years-old.
Days like today, Father's Day, and the anniversary of his death give me pause. My siblings and I stop whatever we are doing and check on each other. Comfort each other. Encourage each other. And we laugh. Oh how we laugh. Our father provided us with some First Class, Grade A comical moments ~ with the most classic being at his very own expense.
Hey Pop, remember that time at Denny's when Jacoby got a hold of your glasses...?