Today (8-8) would have been my dad's 94th birthday. He didn't quite make it--my father-in-law passed away on his 94th--but all he had cared about was living to be older than his mother. And that he succeeded in doing!
So, kind of a bittersweet day today, remembering the "old days" and the good past times. I sure hope he and Ma are having a good time together again!
