I took time to remember my father today. I miss him. We had a great relationship and I have so many fond memories of him. His office was in our backyard, and it is still much the same as it was when he worked there. The photos include some of his tools and things he was working on before he died. He kept his nails and screws in Sir Walter Raleigh cans, as that was his tobacco of choice for his pipe and he hated to throw away the cans after he had used them. There is also a view of his office from our back yard, including the swing that used to be mine. The photo on his desk is of me when I was 10 in a frame that I made for him for Father’s Day in 1975. What looks like a photo of the devil is a very old drawing that he had on his wall, an early optical illusion called “Gossip.” It used to fascinate and frighten me at the same time. And the cat? The cat is over 25 years old and is the surviving cat of three that my dad kept in the office. Freckles is still going strong and can still jump up and down to the window that she loves to look out.