To my daughter, who received neither the quality nor the quantity of the father she deserved.
But there's still time left to recover some of that, Emily.
Always know that "I've got your back."
Love Dad.
Love Dad.
Didn't people die every day that you did whatever it was that you did before the day that you died? All while the uncomfortable truth emerged and whispered that you made no good goddamn difference, while the others stress to burnish into new time the lie that says that even that has got to stand good for something, even if, in truth, it was good for absolutely nothing.