Twenty

Today is my twentieth Christmas without my Dad.

He passed away over Memorial Day weekend in 1992.  It doesn't seem so long ago and yet it feels like a lifetime.

As a kid I always gave him Old Spice for Christmas.  He always looked surprised and said it's just what he wanted. Looking back as an adult,  I think he had stopped using Old Spice years before. But it was something inexpensive enough that I could save enough money to buy it.