Only C. T. Hair would have packed a pocket knife in his checked luggage on the flight to see his first grandchild, and jokingly suggested taking this photo. Only Yours Truly would have thought it was a great idea and actually taken it:
I’m well aware I promised to delete this pic, Dad. And maybe if you’d thought of this incriminating evidence when TWO people told you to go to the emergency room because you didn’t look so good, things might have turned out differently. But you didn't. So I’m posting it on the internet instead - just to annoy you and your “won’t go to the doctor even if I’m dying” ways. (Ditto about that bumper sticker I put on your car.)
How my Dad would have loved this blog. And he would have called me, many times - still chuckling, to tell me so. It’s the two-year anniversary of your death, Dad, and I miss you. I still miss you.