You can write all you want about him. But he’s my father. When people go after him with their vitriol, I look at this picture, as well as the pictures I have from childhood, and I think about how lucky I am to have such a cool dad for reasons that have zilch to do with his work in sports. And I smile.
Happy (exceedingly belated) Father’s Day, Daddy. ti amo e grazie per tutto che abbiate fatto...
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ps. the picture is from 2007 after i had recovered from a stay in the hospital (mono is a vindictive witch of a mistress). After hearing that I wasn’t allowed to do any heavy lifting of objects, Dad tried to get me to carry a cooler down to the beach. Later that night he called from dinner to check if i wanted ice cream. he then brought it home to me in bed. that’s daddy for ya.
Awwww!!! Soo nice to see the other side of him. It's so sweet 🙂 Great pic also.
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