The day after our dad died my brother, Mark, handed Daddy's wallet to me
and asked me to go through it and see if there was anything important there
that we might need to take care of while I was there - he said he couldn't do it
He sat with me while I went through it....some of it made us laugh
flower seeds...3 tiny screws...a 1989 fifty cent piece?
some of it made us cry...a lock of a past sweetheart's hair
and the pictures....this one really got me...Josh will be 23 in July
and Daddy had been carrying us around in his back pocket all these years.
I laid it on the wallet and took a picture of it and then put it back where it belonged...