This was the last picture I took with my Dad. This is the last picture of us, together as a family (a broken one at that). It’s so strange to think that today I’ve been without him for 9 years when my 9th year with him was my favorite. He took me to see Duran Duran and I thought that I had the best Dad in the world. Not to say that he was perfect, because he wasn’t - and we fought a lot. He made me so angry when he wouldn’t drive me down dirt roads after it rained, or when he picked me up from school wearing very short shorts, or when he fought hard to keep my boyfriend’s grandpa out of local political office (and won).
I don’t even know why I commemorate this day with pictures and words about a man who y’all didn’t know. Maybe it’s in hope that someone else will share a story about him that I didn’t know before. Maybe it’s because if I always do this, then it will help keep his memory alive. Regardless, here’s 9 pictures of the man I miss most today, but everyday, and forever.