Back in the day, I was home from college and in the car with my parents, when my Dad told me he wanted to show me something. We pulled into the cemetary. "Strange," I thought. Dad drove around to the back and we all got out of the car. He came up next to me and said, "I just bought this land for your Mom and I." "Ew, Dad, this is creepy." He laughed his silly cackle laugh, put his arm around me, spun me around softly and said, "Look, you can sit here and visit us, and have a perfect view of Camelback Mountain!" "Ok, great, can we go now?"
And, that's the truth.
So, there lies my Dad...and when I visit, I gaze up to the huge mountain and can almost hear him say, "I told you so."
Always the thinker, that man.
(Here is a picture of me, my brothers, and my baby boy wishing him a Merry Christmas with a bottle of Jack -- you can't see the mountain in this picture though...cause...well, duh!...we're looking at it!)
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