Today is Denzel's 32nd birthday. Happy birthday my oldest son!
Often I catch myself thinking, "I wonder when Denz will be down for drill again". Then I remember reality and that he is really gone and that it will be awhile before I will see him again. I miss him.
Many memories are triggered today:
- playing checkers and chess with Denzel, at least until he started to beat me all the time;
- wrestling and arm wrestling with Denzel, at least until he started to whip me;
- going to scout camps with him; playing football catch and baseball catch and basketball with him;
- watching football games on TV;
- putting puzzles together;
- skeet shooting and target shooting;
- driving to South Carolina with Denz.
Denzel had a great sense of humor,
and an intense loyalty to family and friends.
I miss his smile and his muscular hugs.
This morning Trice announced that we were having a special bacon & egg breakfast for Denzel's birthday.
That made me happy.
As I came in to sit down at the table, I saw the red plate and glass that are always set for the birthday person at the honored traditional spot by Trice.
I just started to cry and Trice came over and held me.
Thanks for the memories Denz.
I hope you are doing well in the things you are doing and that you know of my love for you.
Love, Dad
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