On a Beautiful Day Like Today...

On a beautiful day like today, my Dad would have been on his motorcycle. He would have knocked on my door first thing in the morning with his helmet in his hand and said "Hi Nick-oh's. Where's that baby?" Loralie would have come running down the stairs yelling "Boppa!" and jumped into his arms. She would have asked him to go outside to "swide and swing" and he would have said Okay, because he could never say no to her. He would have pushed her on the swing for as long as she wanted while I looked out the kitchen window at them. He would have read her story after story and fed her cookies and ice cream and all that stuff that mom usually says no to. He would have been in the kitchen at the Tuscan Ballroom making rolls when I came in today, and his voice and his laugh would have filled up that big room. He would have given me a hug before he left, and said "bye Nick, see you in the morning". On a beautiful day like today...