Occasion: his birthday
My dad recently captured a very funny memory from my youth for a short story. In it, he described his one and only interaction with Carlton Fisk at a Sox game during the summer of '92. For my dad's birthday card, I created a 3-flap card to try to capture what that story conveyed.
This is Carlton Fisk looking at my dad.
This is my dad, not sure why Carlton is looking at him like that.
And here's what was really horrifying Carlton: A four-year-old me, covered in cotton candy.
I love, admire, and respect my dad so much. You can read the inspiration for this card (aka his version of the story) here.
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