Hugh M. Hyatt

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Hugh M. Hyatt, originally uploaded by quennessa.

This is my father.

Six years ago, yesterday, he died.

I don't know when this was taken. Early 70s I'm thinking, juding from the beard and the shirt. Dig that plaid! Doesn't really matter. When I remember him, especially in my dreams, this is the age that he is. Not the age when he died.

Young.

Some years I cry on the 7th. Yesterday, I didn't, but it was a hard day still. Everything was more difficult, even though I try to keep myself distracted. It's like I was all knees, elbows and thumbs. Everything just a little off and left of center.

This picture was taken in one of his early shop labs. Hence the fire extinguisher on the wall and the old school perk coffee pot. Yes, a fire extinguisher was necessary. Physics does mean physical science, does mean the occasional caged lightning and or explosion and or fire. The lightning happened more than once and usually on purpose. He managed to never set the lab on fire. That I knew of.

I miss him. But then you all knew that.

This doesn't get any easier.