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Dad’s first SMS

I love my Dad. He can be gruff and grumpy, but also incredibly cute. He finally decided to upgrade his ancient Nokia and wanted an iPhone 4 because a business associate had one. “It’s the only phone I’ve ever seen that makes sense,” he said.

This is a man who doesn’t use a computer and has never sent an SMS. He teases my mother about her Facebook addiction. He doesn’t quite understand what my husband and I do for a living.

Yet I’ve never felt more proud of my Dad than when he sent me this yesterday: