Me

L to R: Dad, me as kids, dad holding me as infant, dad, me pose, dad, me posing again

I have referred to him as Keith, I have referred to him as my 'biological father' and as my mom's first husband. But the truth of the matter is, he was my dad.

Today I turned 53, an age dad did not quite make it to, having committed suicide 2 days before what would have been his 53rd birthday.

On this bittersweet birthday I feel compelled to say "Dad, sometimes you were a real fuck up and you made many mistakes, but I understand all about the craziness that drove you over the edge. I forgive you and I miss you (but not those damn fishing trips...LOL) Love, Your son."