This week I thought it would be appropriate to post a picture that in some way went along with the story I am in the middle of telling. I decided that I should share a few pictures of my dad with you. If you haven't read the story I am sharing check it out, here is Chapter 1 and Chapter 2. I will return tomorrow with Chapter 3.
This first picture is of my dad and me during the summer of 1985. Look at all those curls I had, wasn't I the cutest four year old ever!
This one of my dad was taken Christmas Day 1985. It was his last Christmas alive. My mom wanted to have a really big live tree that year and the one they picked has pine cones on it. Shortly after they brought it home I became very sick and it took the doctors forever to figure out what was wrong with me. I am allergic to pine trees so I spent that Christmas laying on the couch. The only thing I did was get up once to make my dad and Uncle Ed some coffee with the kitchen set Santa brought me.
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