Guest guest Posted August 6, 2002 Report Share Posted August 6, 2002 6/16/02 "A Father's Day Memoir" Driving to town with Jim and Ananda for a Father's Day dinner at Maria's I glanced back to see Ananda peacefully looking out of the window. I found myself reaching back to put my hand on her knee and she responded by resting her hand naturally on top of mine. Then suddenly flashing back 25 years ago, buckled into the backseat of my parent's Oldsmobile, I saw my dad's furry arm reaching back for my knee, only to be met with my own small hand landing softly on his. What startled me back to this Father's Day car ride to town was the instant recognition of the intro to one of my dad's favorite songs on the radio! The enchanting melody of Weekend in New England rushed into my whole being like a big wave. My eyes filled with tears as I felt the hugeness of my father's loving presence embracing all of us. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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