My favorite people. Our favorite guy. A whole lotta love.

My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, You're tearing up the grass. We're not raising grass, Dad would reply. We're raising boys. | Harmon Killebrew




To her, the name of father was another name for love | Fanny Fern


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