You know how some days are just important to you from as long ago as you can remember? December 25 is a double winner for me - its Christmas and its my mother's birthday. July 14 - my birthday.
August 13 is one of those significant days for me. It is my father's birthday. He was born August 13, 1914 so Daddy would have been 93 years old today.
This is one of my favorite pictures of him - taken in Nanny's side yard at 826 Central Avenue, Charlotte, NC before he was shipped oversears to India. He was 29 years old. He is the kite flier.