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My father's birthday. My mother's father's birthday. Starts out with a fog so dense I cannot believe the sun hasn't beaten it out by the time I leave the door - as pictured above. After trudging through get-this-done at work today is different. I don't walk into a pile of emails, instead they amass on their own accord and by the end of the work day I don't remember how the past 4 hours expired. Meet up with the department for dinner and have a beer with Brent. Meet his fiance Nancy who is sweet enough to give this kid a hug. Big day for mid December - but what else could I expect. This is the day of my fathers.