He would of been 81 years old today, if he had made it past the line. But he didn't , so it's up to me. How would have my dad have been at 81?
Who the fuck knows...I remember him at 67...crusty,cynical and still getting tattoos. A reluctant grandfather...a reluctant old person. Young as you feel, he would say.
I miss you...happy birthday ya bastard...who fucking loves you?
Me.
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