Once upon a time he was my Father

Clyde and I share more than just our namesake. I used to get told “wow, you look just like your Father” To really know him you had to get past all the rough exterior, I know, wear/wore a tough exterior my whole life, well guarded as was my Father...A military veteran of foreign war and was there when I needed him. Wish I could’ve seen you before you died, regrets yea I have a few...