Silverton, Colorado 1992
It's hard to believe it's been 10 years since Daddy died. My sisters and brother (and I'm sure my mother) and I still find ourselves reaching for the phone to call him up and tell him the latest news.
Daddy was the original wanderer - he's the one I credit with instilling the wanderlust in me.
For all of you who still have a father to call, pick up that phone right now and tell him you love him.
Happy Father's Day!
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