I think this is one of my favourite photos of my dad and me. It is not a particularly glamorous shot but it brings back strong memories of him as a young father (he was 26 in this photo) and a loving dad. This is a few years before my mother decided to walk out on us and caused his eventual breakdown. I loved my dad very much and prefer to remember him this way rather than the way he was at the end. So, remembering you on Father's Day tomorrow Dad, wherever your spirit may be.