Tuesday, September 8, 2009

How I spent my Labor Day

... A Pictorial Essay.






Notice that the man in the gray shirt was present in the last picture. He, my father, still lives.

And people say that I'm not filled with compassion.

I'm positively a font of human kindness.

1 comment:

I Distracted You said...

And your father was up to his elbows in that human kindness apparently. I shouldn't laugh I had to help my father with a project like this not too long ago.