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I lost my dad when I was just 30 years old.  There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of him and smile... he was the best, and taught me all of my coloring skills - yes, he colored with me nearly every day, teaching me shading, blending, and how to trace over the outside lines to make the image "pop."  He never once used the term "don't go outside the lines" during our time together.  Dad was 52 when I was born - I'm number nine =]  After you pick your jaws up, here's my dad:

 

Father's day weekend, he'll be gone 32 years. Dear God, I love that man.

 

Twenty-two years ago, I met Tom and was blessed to be given the gift of having a Dad again.  No, he's not a replacement for mine, but someone who is always there when we need him for heavy lifting, or thinking, and [my favorite] a chatty chat on the phone =]

 

Thanks to Vicki Dutcher for the inspiration this week, here is the card I made for my father-in-law, and the Muse challenge this week:

 

A few perfect words from W&W, Mama Elephant's Sketchy letters, and

newsprint background stamp, and ink from Hero Arts.

Zigzag die from MFT