Love and miss my dad

Here's a picture of me and my daddy taken when I was 3 years old! It was taken on one of our many family vacations to the Great Smoky Mountains. In other pictures from this same vacation, I'm dragging around a stuffed black bear that I dearly loved.

I asked my sister to scan one of these old photos for me since I don't have a scanner. My niece Sarah did it for me, but her comment to my sister was "there aren't as many pictures of Aunt Bet as there are of you, Mom." I guess I fell victim to the second child syndrome. :-)

My dad (we called him Daddy and later Pop) died about 10 years ago. There are many times when I wish he were still here. But I have wonderful memories of him every day, not just on Father's Day.

If you'd like to see what the unedited version of this picture looks like, just click to the extended entry.

Deb was stylin' in her movie star sunglasses! ;-)   Note that both of us were barefoot!

Comments

[Rhonda]

I LOVE this picture, Bet! Thanks for sharing it. I, too, think very highly of your dad. He was a one-of-a-kind, wonderful person. :)

[Barbara H.]

I can't believe I failed to comment on this post! I enjoyed the photo. These holidays are indeed a mixture of missing them but enjoying memories of them.