If you knew my dad, you knew he liked to “tip a few.” One day I was talking to him and he said that he pours the vodka into the glass and God lets him drink it. At first, I thought it was absurd. However, after thinking about it for a year or 2, I see that he spoke the truth. God did let him drink. God doesn’t let me drink anymore or I would still be doing it. So All you people that God still lets drink, I’d like you to give dad a toast tonight before bed. He would like that.
Now I have 2 Fathers waiting for me up in Heaven. My earthly father and my Heavenly Father. Here’s to ya. [Already wrote this bit on Feb. 13]
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