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What I think of when I awaken on August 29, especially when it falls on a Sunday, as it did today and in 1982.
Back then, Ingrid Bergman died on the same day as my father. This year, Ed Asner -- the "Lou Grant" of my youth -- passed away today. And of course it makes nine years since my astronomer friend Andrea's father died. She and I are two only children whose fathers passed away 30 years apart to the day. Figure that one out.
My Dad would be amazed how much the world has changed since 1982 -- how his parents' native Lithuania is now an independent country and NATO member, how people walk around with these tiny computers in their pockets (even though they call them "phones"), and how many championships the Patriots and the Red Sox have won.
Hugs, Dad, and love from your little Patoodle.
Back then, Ingrid Bergman died on the same day as my father. This year, Ed Asner -- the "Lou Grant" of my youth -- passed away today. And of course it makes nine years since my astronomer friend Andrea's father died. She and I are two only children whose fathers passed away 30 years apart to the day. Figure that one out.
My Dad would be amazed how much the world has changed since 1982 -- how his parents' native Lithuania is now an independent country and NATO member, how people walk around with these tiny computers in their pockets (even though they call them "phones"), and how many championships the Patriots and the Red Sox have won.
Hugs, Dad, and love from your little Patoodle.
