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Smacksy Saturday Photo: My Dad by Bob

As dictated by Bob to Mrs. A, his beloved pre-school teacher: “Jeff is my dad. Um, I believe he’s sixty-five years-old. He’s very tall and weighs fifty-nine-hundred pounds. He has long hair and black eyes. Um, he works building Legos. Um, when he comes home from work he drinks everything. Um, then he plays with…
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Happy Birthday Daddy

My dad would have been 61 today. He passed away 5 years ago on April 14th, 2004. He had a massive heart attack while walking our dog that morning. He wasn’t sick, he was just taken from us too soon. I dreamt about my dad for the first time last night, the first time in…
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In His Father’s Image

Now that K is two, I can see that every day takes him one step closer to becoming a man.  That’s why I am super-glad that my husband is around to raise him up in his image. This morning I brought K into bed with me after he woke up.   He was in a particularly silly…
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