We've Been Poisoned By These Fairy Tales

More Than Words

Momento Mori

It was my dad's birthday yesterday. He would have a been 76. I forgot. I asked my mother this morning if that made me a bad person. She said no, but I still can't help feeling that despite all the petty stupid irrelevant stuff that seems to be occupying [and I use the term loosely] my time, I really should have remembered this one date. Seeing that it's half-way between mine and my brother's birthdays it shouldn't be that difficult. So as a minor act of contrition* here's a little piece of Italy that was very close to his heart.