Swing Thru The Trees

Today would have been my dad's 90th birthday if he were still with us. I like to think he would be on a rope swing attached to a tree, in his cutoff Levis and hat. Or maybe running around the desert in Yuma in a dune buggy. HE wouldn't be in a rocking chair on the porch, that would not be his style. Many happy memories of him and all the lessons, love and laughter we had together.