The Ring

27 05 2016

Seeing this ring on my finger is both the most vivid reminder that my dad is gone and how much I am like him. Strange how that works.

My dad wore this ring pretty much every day. He got it from his father, who “borrowed” it to wear at prom from his brother (or uncle? I can’t remember the details of the story). The ornate script inscription on the inside says “From Father 1920.”

When I see this ring on my finger it reminds me that my dad is gone. It also makes me think of how much I am like him and about the connections that spread across time and generations. Strange how that works.

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2 06 2016
Mary Shaffner

Brian, I’m sorry!

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