Dad loved to go to Plymouth Harbor for lunch. As children he and Mum took us for a ride to Plymouth almost every Sunday.
Dad and my brother, Ev several winters ago at East Bay Grille.Dear sister, Bebo, with Bob and Dad
Bob wanted to always be as close to Dad as possible. Here they share the morning sun and the paper. Dad's smile could light up any room.
Dad and Bob searching for signs of Spring as they look out over Trish's lovely garden pond.
He loved us all so well!