cheers, dad

in most of the old candid party or social pictures of my dad, he is holding a drink in his hand. he wasn't a heavy drinker at all--it's just that he always seemed to carry that one glass of scotch with him all night at whatever party he was attending. He would nurse that drink all night and never need a refill.

that's what i call "social drinking."

i'll drink to that, and i'll drink to your memory, dad.

i love you, and i miss you.