Shared by Maria
Memory dated 1999
There was always room for one more
Dad insisted on cutting the cake himself. Every slice was enormous, and he somehow always found someone who needed a second helping.
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1931 – 2008
Drove the family west on Route 66 in 1954 — every mile documented in Kodachrome.
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Shared by Maria
Memory dated 1999
Dad insisted on cutting the cake himself. Every slice was enormous, and he somehow always found someone who needed a second helping.
Shared by Maria
Written memory
He called every Sunday. Even when he had absolutely nothing to report. He would ask about the garden, tell me what he had made for lunch, and wait until I remembered the thing I really wanted to tell him. I miss those calls.
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Shared by Paul
Memory dated 1954
Found Dad’s photos from the drive west. Mum said they stopped every time the country changed color. He kept the camera beside him the whole way.
Shared by Maria
Memory dated 1938
Dad remembered falling asleep to the sound of his parents counting the next morning’s loaves. That bakery was the center of everything.
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