Tonight, I'm missing my dad.
Or, maybe I'm just hungry for chicken.
In his later years, people said that my father reminded them of Colonel Harland Sanders of Kentucky Fried Chicken Fame. They were both from Kentucky, and had that same twinkle in their eyes. Sometimes, my dad would grow a goatee, just like Colonel Sanders. That really clinched the look!
It would be great to enjoy a piece of the Colonel's chicken tonight, but a nice talk with my dad would be even better.