Me and my dad.
Yup, my dad. Not my grandfather.
He was 64 when I was born.
He'd be 101 now.
As an adult (and now that he's gone) I'm thinkin'...geez, what a stud!
Fathering a kid at 64??
He was my hero.
And he spoiled me rotten (to my mother's dismay - she ruled with an iron fist).
And, theoretically, I'm his only kid.
But there are a lot of years that he was a Single.Man.
Grew up an only child.
Now I can't help but wonder...