It's his birthday again. 106. My dad in Coleraine in about 1955. Dating these pictures any more accurately than that is beyond me today. I think the trike behind him belonged to Mr. Moohoo. The bulge in his shirt pocket was probably a pack of Raleigh's, his eventual undoing.
A photo in Minneapolis sometime around 1975. About 20 years later.
He's been gone now nearly 39 years. I still remember his birthday, but there's nowhere to send a card. This is as good as I can do in that area. Happy birthday to the old guy.