The My Dad: A Photolog Book book is not about my dad. Or me. or my son. Actually, I found it at a thrift store outside of St. Louis, Missouri. Or maybe it was a junk shop. Or a flea market. It was somewhere like that. I picked it up, opened it and immediately felt kind of sad.
A lot of the fill-in-the-blanks had been filled in by some kid, but none of the photos had been added. The project had been aborted, then tossed and put up for sale, incomplete. I bought it for 50 cents and resolved to finish the project by pasting in some awesome photos that I’ve collected from The Site That Shall Not Be Named and/or the internet over the years.
Ta-da! Now Bailey and his/her dad’s photolog book is finished. Enjoy.
And you’re welcome.