I lost my dad in a car accident 11 years ago. My aunt did some spring cleaning and found these pictures in an old, misplaced album. To think that it had been in a store room, left to the shadows and dust, makes me wonder how many pictures of him are in this world that I've yet to see. I wonder if the two dimensional pictures that I have of him are enough for me to piece together a three dimensional father that I didn't get a chance to know.
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