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Blurred portrait of my father with Edgar Allen Poe action figure in foreground, April 10, 2005, Ashland Coffee & Tea. Click through to image as hosted on Flickr for further notes.
I have mixed feelings concerning writing about him, as well as not writing about him, beyond fragments sometimes embedded in photographs, infrequently shared.
Whatever. He’s my dad, and he gave me (among other things) a love for writing, without which I’d have been dead a long time ago.
