My Father, Ceasar Rizzo, was the best Dad anyone could ask for. We had 3 apple trees in our back yard and Dad put a pretty double-sided swing under one of the trees. We would swing all Summer long and eat apples and vegetables from the garden. He loved to swing and so do I. I could fill a book with the wonderful things he did for me, my mother and my brother. We loved him and he adored us. I miss Him. Happy Father's day in Heaven, Ceasar-roo xoxo
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What a sweet post today, Lucille! My Dad built us a swing, too, that I had forgotten about. Thanks for bringing it to mind again today.....
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