April 1st...and my dad's birthday.
He's been gone for more than a month now. How can time go by so quickly? (Well, feeling tired, doing multiple gigs and working on a book, all at the same time, can do that to you...)
Mom said this morning, "It's going to be the first time in 48 years I don't put salt in the sugar bowl."
She did it every year. EVERY SINGLE YEAR. And Dad played his own joke on her -- he'd drink the 'salted' coffee...AND NOT SAY A WORD.
It drove her crazy!!
Happy Birthday, Dad...from your daughter, with love. See you soon.
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