Our fathers. Before they were fathers.

My dad. 1959?
My father-in-law. 1945?

These men are the fabulous and handsome grandfathers in my children’s lives. Before they were grandfathers. Even before they were fathers.

I can’t help but wonder if they ever thought about what it’d be like all these years later.

I hope they know that we’re grateful for them and love them very, very much.


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