My daughter asked me to show her a picture of Grandpa today.
I don't know why she asked me for that, but she did, so I found some.


What I found were the last 3 pictures I took of my dad.
Me and dad together...yep, MY dad in selfies....and a picture of him asleep in his recliner.


Now, I don't mean to dwell on my dad's passing.....that is not what this blog is about.
It is jus that having dad pass on so close to my own near death experience gives me plenty of opportunities to draw parallels.


In this case, finding the last picture I ever will take with my dad made me think; had November gone differently, what pictures would people be looking at when they saw their last pictures of me?


What "legacy" would I have left behind in the form of photographs?
The picture of dad was one of a guy with little hair (NOT my dad) and a big smile (DEFINITELY my dad). Do most people have pictures of me smiling or scowling? Am I ducking out of the way, or am I mugging for the camera?


What man would people see through the last pictures they had of me?

What man do I WANT people to see through my last pictures?


Whatever they see, I'd like folks to smile when they look back through pictures of me.
I'd like folks to see a man they remember as giving more to the world than he took away.


But...when it is all said and done, whatever man they see, I hope the one thing everyone can say is....


"Yep, THAT'S the Craig I remember."


Good night & God bless.