On this Father’s Day evening I share two generations of fathers. My father Jeff, on the right, who also has his 54th birthday today and his father (my grandfather) Allan, on the left, age 81. Lets be thankful not only for our father, but for their fathers before them.
My grandfather is a great lover of mystery books. Perhaps its why he was a cop for so long, though I’ve always wondered why he didn’t try for detective. Last year he gifted me his entire collection of Agatha Christie books. I’m slowly working my way through them. Here you see him holding his latest read about to call over to me to share the title with me. At least once a month we compare reading lists. These books become the topic of many conversations at get togethers like Fathers Day.