One of my favorite Daddy-Facebook-interactions

A couple of years ago, during peak political season, Daddy met Vince, Uncle Dan, Uncle Bob, and myself at Rusty’s in Port Canaveral.

(If you didn’t know, Daddy and I were on TOTAL opposite ends of the political spectrum. Our political Facebook arguments are seriously legendary and could end up 30 comments deep with multiple factcheck.org and snopes.com references.)

He didn’t know how to work his fancy smartphone but he wanted a picture of us on it, so I handed it to Vince who took the photo and then I uploaded it to Facebook for Daddy.

I captioned it for him “Me and my socialist daughter. I love her.”

And then the comments poured in and every time I look back on them, I LOL a bit, and then feel super loved.

That last comment.

That last comment.

My Daddy loved me and was proud of me. I have it in writing.

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