While we wait for my plane to land in Los Angeles, California, I thought I'd show you some of my favorite photos. Think of this as a delayed Father's Day.
Yep, these are two of my favorite people.
Actually, they are my two favorite people. Not just two of ...
And below is the only photo I have of my own father as a child. See if you can find him. Wait. You have no idea what he looks like. Well, he's dead center. 2nd row from the top. In the dark overalls. With the dark hair.
Yep, that's my dad.
And yes, I had an older parent. Well, two older parents. My dad (and mom) was raised during the great depression. Although, you'd have no way of knowing that by looking at this photo.
So ... off we go to California!
Heck, maybe I'll just walk. I need the exercise. I'll bet they didn't have planes back when my dad was a kid. Cars, yes. Planes, no.