…here’s my dad, Murray Devine, who was far too rarely the subject of photos. Most often, he was the one holding a camera, trying to get all the people and places and things he loved to hold still so that he could preserve us forever.
This early Polaroid shot was so overexposed that my dad’s face is almost eclipsed by a pale, pale blur.
So thank you to Photoshop for bring my dad’s face back to me, many years later. I still miss him so much.
Oh–and here’s a shout-out to so many other dads I love and admire–Frank A and Frank J and Kevin and Bill spring to mind. You are the Babe Ruths and Mickey Mantles of Dad-hood. You stepped up to the plate and took your best swing–not just once but again and again. Sometimes you hit home runs–other times tried just as hard but your luck was against you. Thank you for your love and your courage and your perseverance. Those of us with dads like you are lucky indeed.
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1 Ilbrutto55 // Jun 17, 2007 at 2:01 pm
Very well put. Thank you.
2 Betsy Devine // Jun 17, 2007 at 3:41 pm
Thanks for the kind words, all the more welcome because they come from another great dad!