October 16, 2011.
This is, I'm nearly certain, the last picture anyone took of my father. We ate our first dinner out on the new patio, and then we sat around the fire pit we got Dad for Father's Day. I told them to squeeze together so I could take a picture.
Last picture, last conversation, last dinner, last laughter, last love.
How unprepared we always are.
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