Old Friends

Have I ever mentioned that I keep up my dad's facebook account?  Yeah.... kinda morbid.  But still, it's nice.  A good way to hold on to some bit of him that we have left, ya know?  Well, I hop on sometimes and check his messages.  A man messaged him a couple of weeks ago asking if he was the same Derek from Provo about thirty years ago, and I replied to him that my dad was there about thirty years ago for school but had passed away in the past few years.  Well, two weeks later I logged back on to his account and the man had replied.  Apparently they lived together in the same apartment and occasionally hung out, both being newlyweds.  He sent a picture, too.  

I'm finding myself very grateful for reminders of my dad these days, because sometimes I have a hard time remembering.  

Circa 1985