Dad would have turned 91 today. This is the earliest photo I have of him, taken at school and addressed to his beloved mother.
Such a serious young man, with his whole life ahead of him.
Dad didn’t have an easy life, but I’m sure while his feet were planted in the grass of his beloved Belfast, Northern Ireland, he never thought he’d live in sunny Los Angeles. His journey as an immigrant shaped his life, but he never forgot home.
At the end of his life, while in the final stages of Alzheimer’s, he talked about returning home, to see his sisters. We were able to honor his wish, in a way. Some of his ashes were sent to his family in Belfast.
One response to “Marking Dad’s birthday”
That’s a really nice, well-preserved photo of him. So great that you have it. Hugs to you on your dad’s 91st.