A Valentine

Posted on Feb 14, 2015 | 0 comments

My father, whose tapping typewriter was the background soundtrack of my childhood, is the reason I write. He loved books, and he made books. It was never a question: I would too.

I’m pretty sure it was his love that made me think that I could.

I miss him most on Valentine’s Day. He made the best Valentines.

Dad's valentine-1

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