Ghost of Christmas Past
There's a hole in our Christmas shopping list where my dad used to be. I was feeling a little misty about that, but then I read this post on Cousin Jim's blog and realized that he's still with us, laughing it up and having a good time.
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Jack,
It's rough. We lost Mom in '83 and I still get a little teary every Christmas, especially when they play "Little Drummer Boy", which was her favorite. Now that Dad's gone too, the hole is even bigger. I still reach for the phone when I have something cool to share with him... and then I catch myself and say "damn".
Posted by Dave Lister | December 22, 2005 7:30 AM
I know the feeling, and have been having the same reaction. Seems like, in this wireless age, there ought to be a number that works.
Posted by DB | December 22, 2005 12:38 PM