Sunday, August 8, 2010

Happy Birthday, Dad!

My dad doesn't live here. He's in Cleveland, my hometown. I adore Boston, but home is where your heart is, so a big chunk of my heart is still in Cleveland with my dad.

Today, he was tickled because he got to sit and watch an entire day of the Discovery Channel's UFO marathon. It was blissful synchonicity. Someone up there was thinking of him, scheduling that awesomeness on his big day. Had I known earlier, I would have done all I could to plop myself in front of that TV to catch some of it, despite my obligations. Apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

I love and miss you, Dad. Happy Birthday.

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