Happy Pop’s Day


Here’s my Pops and me. I was three months old.

Nice white socks. What my dad lacked in fashion sense, he made up for in being cantankerous.

Or something like that.

I think everyone born from about 1950 to about 1970 has a photo similar to this.

Sitting on the couch with dad. A cultural necessity.

Photo from a family album, likely taken by my mom and subject to the Creative Commons license seen in the right hand column of this page.

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