About 2 months ago I lost my dad. I can talk about it now so here is my greatest memory of a great man! When Mike and I were young we would play street hockey in front of the wall that lead to the cellar. Initially there was glass on the door and small window in the wall. We broke both windows so many times that dad ended up putting wood on the door and plexiglass on the window and was NOT happy each time. Shortly after my medical problem I was hitting a tennis ball against the upper brick portion of that wall and dad came along and said let me try that. On his third swing heput the ball through the upstairs window! We were rolling on the lawn laughing for ten minutes. RIP dad!
Posted on: Wed, 23 Oct 2013 00:03:35 +0000
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