Sunday, September 21, 2008

# 100

As I announced at much greater length yesterday, today would have been my father's one hundredth birthday.

He's the scamp on his father's knee here.

The next generation of father and son

Happy Birthday, Dad! May you rest in peace and rise in glory.



susankay said...

O golly -- my father keeps showing up in my dreams and I am so glad to see him. Sometimes I know that he is dead and sometimes not. Some times we both know that he has Alzheimer's and some times not. It is always good to see him.

Be well.

Paul said...


Whether we live or die we are the Lord's.

Blessings on you and your father.