welcome to this week’s retro rewind.
this is my dad and his aptly named childhood dog, tiny. the first photo (circa mid-1950’s) he must be around 9 or 10 years old.
i am absolutely in love with the second photo of my dad as a hunky teenager on the dock at the cottage with tiny (circa early 1960’s). “what a honey!”, as my mom always says.
apparently tiny was quite the little terror, but my dad loved him all the same.
SIDENOTE: he gets teary-eyed every time he watches the movie my dog skip.