For 39 years, Father's Day was one of my most favorite days of the year. I loved watching my dad's face whenever he'd see a stack of gifts. "For me," he'd say with exaggerated glee before he'd spend what seemed like a ridiculous amount of time meticulously removing each and every piece of tape so he could save the wrapping paper (and extend his present-opening joy).
The man—a hard-working cardiologist turned expert biscotti baker/biker after he retired—loved presents more than anyone I've ever met. And, for the last 11 years since he died of brain cancer, I can say without hesitation that I'd do anything to give him one more gift.
from Apartment Therapy | Saving the world, one room at a time https://www.apartmenttherapy.com/fathers-day-coping-mechanisms-259776
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