75!

Today my dad turned 75.

75!

Three quarters of a century.

He was born in 35, and I remember when he turned 35.

It's hard to believe that 40 more years have come and gone.

I am so very lucky to have him so very close in my life.

I love you, Dad.

Happy 75th Birthday

and

Best Wishes for many more!

Big Hum Hugs too!

hmmmmmmmm

Here are some of the Sun's my Dad (and Mom) has helped me collect I have on my back fences:

Seeing them warms me,

even when it's cold,

and makes me think of him.

Love Ya Dad!