My Briefcase

A few years ago when my birthday was coming up, my dad asked me what I wanted for a gift. At the time I really couldn’t think of anything to ask for, so I decided to request something off-the-wall and slightly ridiculous as a joke. I told my dad that I wanted a “briefcase full of cash.”

Of course, I wasn’t serious and my dad knew that. But when my birthday arrived he presented me with this briefcase.


Inside it were two hundred one-dollar bills.

When I see that briefcase now, it serves as a constant reminder of my dad’s sense of humor and generosity. I miss you, Dad.

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