Dad died very peacefully in his sleep yesterday morning.
I'm still rummaging through the family photographs, but as I drink my coffee this morning and get ready to meet the tide of incoming relatives, this is the one that's really making me smile.
Dad could fix *anything.* In this picture, circa 1973, the engineer on the left is giving the young man on the right a fundamental lesson in aeronautics.
(We're flying a kite off the deck of a beach house at Holden Beach, North Carolina.)
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