Monthly Archives: August 2014

Dad and a Dog Tale

I’ve been thinking about my father lately.  There’s no real reason for it; he died right after the new year in 1998, some 16 years ago.  He’s just been popping into my mind.  He was a handsome man, who looked something like the golfer Arnold Palmer, always tanned from his outdoor work as a civil engineer building bridges and then a plant engineer at a Maine shipyard. 

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