Saturday, February 19, 2011

44/365

My Dad, His Mom and His Dad

We decided to spend our Sunday morning visiting my dad's parents in Loyola Memorial Park. I never met them actually, but I feel like I know them really well, based on what my dad tells me. I really wish that I got the chance to spend time with them though, but what can I do? I'm just thankful that they raised their son well... And if I'll be lucky enough and be given a chance to talk to them, I'll tell them that I'll forever be grateful for somehow "creating" a dad like mine :-)

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