My dad
July is the month my beloved dad died, 14 years ago. It was also his birthday month – and I took over his birthday after his death because mine was so terrible (January 10). It’s worked for me – not even my close family regard January 10 as my birthday any more. The added bonus (other than being six months younger, naturally) is that my new birthday reminds me of my dad, whom I adored. Here’s to you, you clever, funny, warm, irreverent, magnificent person. Love you.
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