I know you read this blog from time to time, so I wanted to take this time to wish you a wonderful **rd birthday on this Christmas Eve Day.
You mean a lot to me, more than I can say:
I remember you piling fresh cold snow on my face right after I sledded into that tree - remember that? So many years ago.
I remember you grilling outside, or getting a bucket of chicken from your new pal, the Colonel.
I remember you playing classical music in the car and giving us info about the composer or the piece.
I remember so much about you, and your love, and your great patience with me.
Thanks for being a great Dad. I love you.
Your daughter in Colorado
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