{"id":2471,"date":"2011-06-20T00:42:07","date_gmt":"2011-06-20T04:42:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/?p=2471"},"modified":"2011-06-20T09:55:22","modified_gmt":"2011-06-20T13:55:22","slug":"sunday-night-happy-fathers-day-really","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/2011\/06\/20\/sunday-night-happy-fathers-day-really\/","title":{"rendered":"Sunday night – happy fathers day, really !"},"content":{"rendered":"

today is on of those days that I’m supposed to dread.. and I have for sevral of the last few years.. but today.. I just didn’t seem to mind as much.\u00a0 had the same mix of happy and sad memories .. plus general spacing out that I have on most days since Sam’s passing..<\/p>\n

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I did\u00a0 get to talk to my dad today and wish him a happy birthday (love you pa).. I also want to send my love and fathers day greetings ot my father in law gabe. brother Billy and brother in law John.. and all you other dad’s out there.. LOVE YOU ALL ! Dad-power !<\/p>\n

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The big outing today was with Jim, Sue, Dustin and Dannie peters. This is their first Fathers day since Dylan died.. and it’s was a tough one for them. those first weeks, months and years are so very tough. It was good hanging out with them. Our two families went for a bike ride on the stowe rec path..except for me, actually,\u00a0 My knees don’t take to bike riding.. so I just ran.. They went 9 miles and I went 6.. a beautiful day .the path was crowded which made for good people watching. We all met back up at the Mat shop for lunch and ice cream..
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\nHere’s Gabe through my iced tea glass..<\/p>\n

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Gabe gave Jim a really nice homemade fathers day preasant.. he made Dylan’s initials ‘DP’ in a sandwich of copper and brass.. he’d worked hard on it.. and I could tell jim was touched..<\/p>\n

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We said goodbye to the peters.. it was very good to be with them.. even though we’re sharing such sadness…<\/p>\n

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On the way home we took a nostalgic stop at the waterbury flea market.. it was closing up.. just a few stands were still open.. but it brought back warm memories of taking the three kids there nearly every weekend in the summer.<\/p>\n

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I remember Sam always wanting to buy athe biggest baddest knife he could find… (no sam.. not today \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

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We got home around 4.. Given that I could do anything I wanted on fathers day.. I wanted to build\/fix something with my family. Diane and I got out early and I got parts to repair a fountain the kids had once given Diane for mothers day.. Diane and Gabe helped me rebuild it. It was a funny build.. metal, wood, plastic.. but one part\u00a0 involved cutting some steel braces..
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I marked the hol positions with pen.. then I noticed the progression of expressions they seemed to carry…<\/p>\n

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ending on kindof a cute and hopeful halfsmile<\/p>\n

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Later tonight, Gabe gave me a present. too it was\u00a0 .. a necklace he’d made witht he letters ‘MSG’ (max, sam gabe) which he’d hand cut out in sliver.. I’m wearing it now.. it’s really beautiful. it means so much to me !<\/p>\n

ok.. time to sleep.. more tomorow..<\/p>\n

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nite all, nite sam<\/p>\n

-me<\/p>\n

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today is on of those days that I’m supposed to dread.. and I have for sevral of the last few years.. but today.. I just didn’t seem to mind as much.\u00a0 had the same mix of happy and sad memories .. plus general spacing out that I have on most days since Sam’s passing..   … Continue reading Sunday night – happy fathers day, really !<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[186],"class_list":["post-2471","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-fathers-day"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2471","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2471"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2471\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2473,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2471\/revisions\/2473"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2471"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2471"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/johncohn.org\/base\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2471"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}