After the show we went back to our hotel and hung out in the lobby, and who walks in but The Godfather himself. I had nothing to lose, so I walked up to him, told him how much we enjoyed the show and asked him if he would come over to meet my Dad since this was his Fathers' Day gift. He happily obliged. He even let us snap a picture.
Dad sent me a copy of the picture for my birthday the next year. It took another few years before I noticed his message to me on the back.
Nothing I can ever do for him will top that. He still talks about it a couple times a year.
I'm so thankful I was able to give him that experience.
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