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Click on one of the thumbnails to see a page One thing
about my Dad was that he loved traveling. He and I could talk for hours about
the places we'd been to together. I had the unique privilege of spending several
summers with him when he lived in France and then Greece. The fact that he lived
there gave us a unique perspective in traveling ~ we saw countries not through
the eyes of tourists but as inhabitants. The memories that I have of these
visits with my Dad will always stay with me, will always be a part of me.
Unfortunately, I don't have as many pictures of Dad on our trips as I would
like, but still, I have some . . . This page was last updated Sunday, July 31, 2005 |
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