A #letter from my #uncle to my #dad about the #death of their #parents. #TearJerker
GK and me - 1989 #dad #dads (Taken with Instagram)
Helping #Dad fix the deck (Taken with Instagram at Camp Kocher)
I know that this isn’t very PC in that it is saying that men aren’t masculine if they aren’t taller than a woman or something like that, buuuut….
I think it’s adorable.
Mostly just because I have a strange obsession with short males.
My dad is 5’6 and my mom is 5’0. They’re freaking adorable.
My boyfriend is 5’5 and I’m 5’2. We’re pretty cute too if I do say so myself.
In many ways, my father’s world came to an end in 1982 when our mother passed away. He quit teaching and largely withdrew. Politics became his new passion and he loved bantering at the Bagel Barrel. For over 30 years my Dad would write to me at least once a week, often railing against one political wrong or another. No matter where I was in the world;Italy, Panama, or the Middle East, my Dad’s letters were a comforting constant, which I will miss.
My grandpap waited thirty years, all the while still madly in love with my grandmother. I’m not the most religious person in the world, but I truly believe that somewhere, somehow they’re finally reunited. <3
I would still totally sleep with him.
-GK (my dad)
This gave me a good cry. <3
I love that my dad does tattoos.
got it about a month ago….loveeee it.
My father has brown-bagged it to work every day for the last, oh, thirty years. He does this not only for lunch but for breakfast, too. He has a little thermos for his milk and a special cereal Tupperware bowl for his cereal. #nerd