A Story: A Smile

“I brought him a cupcake in Times Square on his birthday once. It made him smile.”

~ Marian L., Friend

[NOTE: These pics have nothing to do with the little anecdote, but I think Marian decided to tell me about this little memory because Dave’s smile and laugh were just so much a part of who he was. When I went digging for a pic for this post, I found this sequence from 2010. In the originals, our dad is on the left having some kinds of serious-looking discussion. On the right, Dave is slowly losing it. What I wouldn’t give to know what silly thing we were cracking up about it!]

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