Dear So and So

[indysteel]

Didn't really want to start a thread on this so I'm putting it here. My wonderful father passed away at the age of 93 on Friday night. He lived in Tucson - 4 hours away and I was planning on travelling down on Saturday morning to see him, but he passed on Friday night.

I am very sad, but very glad that he only had about one week of not really being well enough to get up out of bed and communicate very well. He passed in his sleep and he is blessed that he did not have to suffer very long.

He was a loving and caring Dad and when I was a kid, he was always the one who supported me in all my sporting endeavors. I will miss you, Dad.

((((Spokewrench)))). My sincerest condolences to you and your family. I hope you find comfort in the warm memories you have of him.

[Pax]

(((Spokewench))) So very sorry to hear about your beloved dad. He sounds like he was a wonderful father.

[Catrin]

(((Spokewrench))) My condolences and sympathies for you and your family. It is so hard to lose a parent, but am glad to hear that you have such warm and loving memories of him.

[Crankin]

Condolences, Spokewrench.

[Biciclista]

I am sorry you lost your father, Spokewrench. Sounds like he had a good long life. That should give you lots of good memories.

[limewave]

Spokewench--I re-emphasize what Mimi said. Very sorry for your loss.

[limewave]

Dear New Jacket,

I LOVE YOU! I know I told DH that I would return you to the store if he wanted me too, being you were so expensive and all. But that was a total lie. I was prepared to do whatever it was going to take to keep you. And letting DH think he had a say in the decision was my ingenious way of not only sealing the deal guilt-free, but making DH feel good about it too. Mwha-hahahahahaha!

You are a warm and silky, heavenly wrap. I'm looking forward to many cold-weather ventures together. You'll keep my rear warm around the campfire during the brisk fall evenings. And when the bitter bone-chill sets in after a late-season mountain bike ride, you will wrap me up like a swaddling blanket.

During the winter, when I urban-hike up and down the Magnificent mile,
when I snowshoe across the face of Mars,
when spectating the Jingle Bell parade from a frozen brick of concrete--you will be my marshmallow-topped cocoa.
My afternoon pot of coffee.
My extra-thick smartwool socks.
My Dove chocolate.

Excuse me if I must steal moments to caress your soft bulk and nuzzle my face in your silky folds.

~Limewave

[Pax]

Dear Limewave's new jacket,

Forgive me if you sound too good to be true, so please provide a link to your heavenly silkyness so the rest of us may bask in your glory.

Signed,

Jacket/coat 'ho