There’s a wake tonight, from 6 to 8, for Dad at the Hibernian Pub in Raleigh. I’m hoping for a night of wonderful, crazy, strange memories with good people. While toodling around on Dad’s computer, John found the above photo which sums up the man pretty well. Somehow, he took three pictures of himself and then Photoshopped them together to make this panorama of his house in Benson, NC. This is the same place he used to hold his Mule Days party every year.

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