Father’s day always brings memories of my dad, who I always referred to as Pop! He was a caring and compassionate person who showed love not only to his family, but to everyone he met. He died at the age of seventy, back before heart bypass surgery was happening. Although it has been so many years, I still miss him.
Father, Dad, or Pop…
A wonderful man to me
Agape Love shown
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Here’s to pop!
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Yes!! Thanks!
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I too shall be thinking about my late father today.
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Thank you!
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You were blessed to have a caring dad. Happy memories!
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Thank you Jan. Yes, I feel very blessed!
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