Think of how scary fatherhood must have been to this man.
43 years old and bingo an infant in your life and arms.
Bestest memories of him
are
talking walks with him, in Roland Park and at the beach,
going to lacrosse games,
having him sit with me in a darkened room when I had strep throat,
coming in to say good night,
Sunday outings,
lunches at Women's Exchange
and
sitting with him after his heart attack & cancer really talking and listening
and talking about Love....
Oh and the night he didn't come home from a date till early morning.
Oh, my
