01/23/2013

I used to talk to him about one day going to a proper car auction, Pebble Beach most likely, just to admire the cars. Even in his last months he’d watch car auction shows. Air planes documentaries, lots about Hitler, Seinfeld, god it’s awful, look what I’m doing, writing this stuff down because I’m scared of losing it. I’ve always sort of felt forgetting someone held a certain melancholy to it, I know that’s not a very healthy thought but I try to do it positively not negatively, as always the motivation makes the difference in understanding.

I, um, just love my dad, and miss him.