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Gold plus one.

2007-06-16

Good morning Boys and Girls.

Today would have been my folks fifty-first anniversary.

My Dad died in July of 2001 while warming up to play racquetball, something he'd done most early mornings for the better part of thirty years.

He ran a small business all his life with the exception of when I was a baby, when he sold insurance for a couple of years, soon realizing that the sales game wasn't for him.

Having said that, in his own business, he was a great salesman. He had a way about him that made most people like him right off the bat, and he followed through on the things he said he'd do for his customers.

My brother took over his business when he died, and has done his best with it, but, he's just not Dad, and even though, in many respects, he's better than Dad was at many aspects of the business, I just don't think his "likability factor" is as high. Neither is mine, for that matter, so I'm certainly not criticizing him.

There's a certain something some people are born with that, even if carefully copied, can be spotted as anything but an original at a glance.

I know I'm a bad copy.

-a new toner cartridge maybe?

Sometimes when I've written something I think is halfway decent, I imagine my Dad reading it and saying,"It's good. Can you punch up this line here?" He'd point to it and then, I bet he'd give the perfect suggestion.

I miss him.


Be good to everyone.

Barnabus (2007-06-16)
My brother is somewhat like that, he can go up to a perfect stranger, start a converstaion that will run for half an hour!

dirty-toenail (2007-06-16)
My dad didn't die, but his is in a coma, almost dying.

Mary Mary Quite Contrary (2007-06-16)
*more hugs* Sounds like your Dad left quite the legacy and impression. What a blessing to have had a Dad like that! I like the way he is still there for you in a way :)

One Tough Cookie (2007-06-16)
*hugs*

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