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.:[ All about Lepplady ]:. Name: J. L. Larson ~*~ This is the official site for author and artist J. L. Larson. Here is where you'll find the latest about book releases and new projects as they happen. Cheers. .:[ Slideshow ]:. 
One photo by Dave Poole/Rex Features One photo by Kiva used with written permission Other assorted pictures Used with written permission .:[ links ]:.  Sav.net  Savage Passion  The FORUM at Sav.net  Rick Savage MSN  DefLeppardForever The next chapter The Juke Joint Jezebel 
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.:[ Monday, February 27, 2006 ]:.
My Dad.  This dashing fellow is my father. A career navy man, my father was a veteran of two foreign wars and served our country with honor for more than twenty years. He had great adventures that span the globe, but I like to think that one of his favorite adventures was being a father. I came along later in his life. My mother was his second marriage and was 13 years younger than he was. He already had four children from his first marriage, and my mother had two from a previous marriage of her own. Neither of them banked on a new life with more children to raise, but that's exactly what happened. They had twin girls, one of whom they were forced to bury. They also had a son named James, who didn't survive to see his first birthday. I can't imagine what it must have been like for either of my parents to have to bury two babies. I only know that I survived. This week marks my father's birthday. I would like very much to say that we will all gather around him to celebrate. I would like to give him presents, hug and kiss him and be grateful that I have my father to cherish for another year. I would like to do those things, but I can't. My father died in his 47th year from a heart attack. I was ten years old. I grew up never knowing what our lives could have turned out like. I missed him for all the milestones in my life. He didn't see me graduate high school, enlist in the army, marry or have children of my own. Now they have children of their own. I don't think he missed those things, though. I think he's still with me, somehow. Just like I believe the spirit of my twin is with me. Nothing so trivial as death can take the people we love away from us. Not really. The love we have for the people in our lives lingers, and so they linger as well. I can't hug my father or give him presents, but I'm pretty sure he knows I'm thinking of him. Happy birthday, Dad. | |