Sunday, November 2, 2014


"I've told you about the time I killed a bear with a toothpick right?"  I looked at my dad with amazement as my jaw fell to the floor. "No," I said, "How'd you do it?!"  As he told me the story I couldn't help but look at my pops with awe.  I couldn't believe it, my dad was a super hero.

I was five years old at the time.   When I was sixteen I found out it wasn't true. The story wasn't anywhere near the truth, but that didn't change my opinion of him.  He was my dad, and he would always be a super hero in my eyes.

He passed away five years ago today.  I miss him everyday.  A little bit extra today. 


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