My.Dad's.Birthday

Today – at least today where I currently am – would be my father’s 74th birthday. (Or, as his awful obituary would have it, 75….)

I miss that dude. In his honor, I’ll have more hot and sour soup today. I’d go see a movie, too, but they got that pandemic on. Maybe I’ll watch one at home. Seems like something he’d appreciate. Maybe Blade Runner; it’s been a while.

I hope eternity is treating you softly, Pop.

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