Once upon a time, a dear friend of mine had 3 daughters. Mike was best man at my own wedding and was a BBQ master, but most of all, he loved his girls. We lost him to cancer a few years ago, but his presence is still all around us. This summer, his old and his youngest daughters had daughters of their own and this week, the middle daughter got married.

The pose with Gloria in her wedding dress holding each of the babies was her idea and it came out very sweet.

I’ve watched all three of these girls grow up… when I met Mike, Gloria was just barely crawling and the youngest, Cheryl, hadn’t been thought of.

I also had the singular honor this week of having all three of those girls list me as Dad on their Facebook pages… does that mean the babies are granddaughters? That’s a scary thought.

More pictures from the wedding are on my Facebook profile.