A photographic essay of the Dads in my life – honoring them, their memories, and just a way of saying we love you still!
Dad & Sarah in D.C.
Dad & Mum’s Wedding:
Paul, his Mom and Dad:
Paul and his Dad building closet:
Rooftop – Paul and his Dad
The best Dog-Dad ever, with Rogue and Tassie:
With Nickodemus and Esmeralda:
Bex and Paul in Pateley Bridge, N. Yorkshire, England, the day we met our long-time friend, Sheila at her shop, The Cat in the Window Antiques:
To the Dads in my life, I salute you all.
Bex & Co.
I think I could turn and live with animals…
They are so placid and self-contained,
I stand and look at them sometimes half the day long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God,
Not one is dissatisfied… not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
Not one kneels to another nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
Not one is respectable or industrious over the whole earth.
~ [Walt Whitman, from “Leaves of Grass, No. 32”] ~
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