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When our waiter announced that Thor would be out in a moment, my father did a double-take and raised his eyebrows gently above the frames of his glasses.

“Thor? Seriously?”

Who knew that Bananas Foster was a specialty of proud Norsemen? Thor arrived moments later, happily setting his cart out in anticipation of his flambe act. He firmly announced that he was, indeed, Thor and—without saying as much—it was imperative that we be silent and listen as he explained what he was about to do with the bananas, butter, brown sugar, rum, fire, and ice cream. Thor was sturdy and probably about 70-years-old. I immediately noticed that his hands did not look like the hands of any man I had ever met before. Even my grandfather, who spent his life operating machinery, did not have hands such as this.

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New blog, same person.

I'm starting this blog in the same way as one would start a new diary after the old one became to difficult to add any more to.

My last blogs entry was just before my father died and every time I go back to the thing I see the last post and have to abandon any further idea of contributing to it.

I'll see if I can use this one more regularly than I did and hopefully with better content than the last one (no minor status updates, I'll leave that for twitter).

I'll see if this autopost thing works after I send this post. Hopefully it'll re-post that I've updated this via Twitter and Facebook.

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Hardcore Daddy and Me Gift

A perfect gift for dad.
http://www.diaperdude.com

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My dad playing Beatles: Rock Band

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Junket in Jacadi

What better way to start the holiday than in Jacadi and Ralph? Dressed for success, we plan our trip to Tung Chung for a bit of shopping.

   

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My Dad and I, Freezing Our Butts Off at the AZ State Game. Worth it!

Great game and it was awesome that Dad could come over for it! He probably took far better pictures. ;)

     

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Mervyn Eric Bickerton

A post to remember my Dad who died a year today.

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Happy Birthday Daddy

You know I could never forget your birthday!

Yet another year has passed. I can't believe you didn't warn me how quickly time flies. It's been an eventful year. I have had an array of experiences, tribulations, hurtles and much more.

Much has happened, just this year alone. I wish that you were here to celebrate with us. I'm 24 going on 25. As you know, I'm married now.  He is the love of my life. I think you would like him because he has good morals and values. He loves me and wants only the best for me. He's extremely kind.  I wish you could have met him. I missed you more than words can express on the wedding day, but I felt your presence. Even though you weren't physically there,  I know you wouldn't have missed it for anything.

You would have been 62 today! Wow! I remember when you were 47 and I thought that was old. Now I realize just how young you really were and although you passed over early, I know you have been guiding me since the day you departed.

I just want you to know that we are always thinking about you and missing you each day. You will always have a special place in my heart.

Happy Birthday Daddy.

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Dad & I heading out to the USC game. Fight On!

Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T

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First Thing First

This is a stream of ideas about things to tell your infant-to-toddler son or daughter, things that you've probably done or know something about, things you can talk about with enthusiasm and verve, and without a tele-prompter. Because, when you think about it, talking with your kid can be one of the most fun, least brain-taxing things you can do, because they appreciate the fact that you're even there communicating at all. They don't really care about what you're telling them. And because they have no memory, you can also tell them secrets. Who are they going to tell?

Just to get the ball rolling: tonite, instead of Little Miss Muffet, or Eensy Weensy Spider, tell your kid how you and your spouse met. Get juicy into the details: why were you where you were, who introduced you, what you thought of each other the first time you saw one another. Were you dating someone else, how long was it until they said yes to a date, how long was it until you kissed. What did they wear, how did he/she smell. Was it love at first sight?

OK, so it's a bit of a softball question. Your answer can be fastball, though. Make it fun, and make it last 10 minutes or more. Repeat the juicy phrases. 

Back tomorrow.

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