I got up early this morning to make cherry turnovers because the Everloving wanted them. But I know my Dad would have loved them, too. So, a family treat!
He has been gone 21 years now, but I seem to speak with him more often these days than I ever did when he was alive. He was a wonderful man who saved my ass more times than I can count, and was, I now recognize, a marvelously supportive parent; an attribute that I was too dumb to notice far too often when I was younger.