Happy Father’s Day to my Dad, who is handsomer than Tom Cruise, funnier than Laurel and Hardy, and gentler than he would allow anyone to see. He dedicated his life to raising me and my five siblings, from the age of 22, when I was born. I love you Dad, even though, to save yourself from horror, you don’t read this!
(And Happy Father’s Day to the other men in my life, including my Uncle Michael, my Uncle Danny, my Uncle Tom…I’m just getting started…imagine a lot of uncles here…in living memory of my two dead grandfathers, Frank Meenan and Michael Walsh…and Aldo Savino.)
