FINALLY! Here's mine. I didn't get to know my dad, at least not to remember him. He died in a hunting accident when I was about three. I can only remember that I used to be able to remember him.

This is a rare pic of him with my mom. It's fuzzy and old, but has a neat story to it. This series of photos was actually a set of slides that someone sent my mom and she had the common sense to look into having them turned into photos. I am so glad she did. I think we still have the slides somewhere, but they have faded. Now with my digital work, they can be saved hopefully for a long time!
