Stop 22, Remembering Pop

It was one year ago today that I learned my father had died.  I was in North Cascades National Park.  It was a hell of a blow.  I think of him almost every day, but today I kept him close in my thoughts as I walked on the beach at Herring Cove on Campobello Island.  This seems to be the last picture that I took of him.  He joined the boys from Lumberton at an ACC basketball tournament near Asheville.  It was his unofficial bachelor party.

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