The journaling says it all: Rummaging through Mom & Dad's photos was always a treat. The wooden chest was full o memories, all tucked neatly into albums and envelopes. Special occasions, kids, bowling tournaments, friend, military functions, memorabilia filled the books. Hundreds, thousands of photos. While Dad was in alot of them, most of the photos are of folks forgotten, places left behind and special memories for Dad.
Many years later, I wish those photo albums were filled with more photos of Dad. Photos of him in everyday life, snapshots of things that I still cherish and remember today. I wish I could seet he spam musubi, tofu with soy sauce, rice balls adn shrimp chips he loved to make, the brown "ho chi min" slippers he wore each day, the chinaman goatee, the Volkswagens he tinkered with and the family he loved --- all with his narrow smile. What I wish for most is a photo of my children with their TutuMan, nestled in his arms and his heart.
The mental photo of my dad will be imprinted and captured in my heart always. His smile warms my heart as I recall the snapshots of life, all captured in one single moment and on film.
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