The dark mutterings of a former mild-mannered reporter for a large metropolitan daily newspaper, now living in obscurity in central Indiana.
My father, Charles M. Flora, died 13 years ago today. Here he is playing “hats” with his grandson Sean circa 1971.
I miss him every day.
OK, if there had been a "reaction" button selection below your post for Awwwww, I would have clicked on that. I can see why you would miss such a man by just that photo--he looks like such a good soul. Adorable picture.
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OK, if there had been a "reaction" button selection below your post for Awwwww, I would have clicked on that. I can see why you would miss such a man by just that photo--he looks like such a good soul. Adorable picture.
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