Look: I am eager to learn stuff I don't know--which requires actively courting and posting smart disagreement.

But as you will understand, I don't like to post things that mischaracterize and are aimed to mislead.

-- Brad Delong

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Sunday, June 19, 2011

Father's Day

Here is a picture of my dad with his only son.  Yep, that bespeckeled tyke is the past tense of crusty old Bumpa.   I look to be about 4 or 5 here, which would make it 1951 or '52 - the Truman Administration.  My sister would arrive in '53.

The original was badly off-center, so I cropped the right-hand half, which showed his vegetable garden.  That's right folks, I cropped his garden.  You just can't let an opportunity like that go by.

So many years have
Passed; a man long gone, his son
Looks back . . . across time.

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