Wednesday was the anniversary of Padre's birth. He would have been 74 years old.
I think Padre preferred dogs, but we did have cats. Elaine had a rather foul-tempered Siamese when Bro. Dave and I were kids. Here's a hint folks: most Siamese don't like children.
Shortly after Padre remarried, Wanda adopted a stray whom we named Sam. I was responsible for his care. I believe Padre came to love Sam. I remember how his voice slightly wavered when he told me Sam had died.
Padre probably would be charmed by my stories about DJ. He might even enjoy these weekly pictures.
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