As good as anything.

Caitlin Cassidy
May 25, 2025
1 min read

I have nothing new to say about my father. Or being in the “dead fathers club.” I’ll let this picture say it all. In the years that followed 1995, everything changed. Yet somehow nothing changed. Love, acceptance, and a whole lot of laughs. And that’s as good as it can get. That’s as good as anything gets ❤️

Happy heavenly birthday, dad.

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