Patrick,
One of my fondest memories of you dates back to your days in grade school. We were living in the old beat down house on Fairfax. We’d clear the kitchen table/chairs out of the way on TNT NBA Friday Game Night and play Nerf basketball.
We were pretty snaz with our warm up routine as we dragged your jambox into the mix to play WWF introduction CD music before our competitions against each other. Stone Cold Steve Austin was your guy and I was an Ultimate Warrior fan… And neither liked the smell concerning what The Rock was cookin’.
And you had a host of NBA ‘jerseys’ to chose from to wear while we played indoor hoops; Fun, very fun and special father/son time we shared.
But while that’s a fond trip down memory lane, the memory that stands tall today is simply this one-
About 2nd or 3rd grade after completing homework early one evening we had a pretty mature conversation about a desire you had. Do you remember? I’m going to leave you with one word, one song, and some pix from our recent visit with each other.
Peacemaker
I love you,
d a d
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