My father passed a few years ago, but I am fortunate to have a father-in-law that I love dearly and has always been my other Dad. Today I cut some apple at his place from a tree that split in a storm a few days ago. The neighbor heard my saw and came over. As it turns out he also had some apple he wanted cut up as well as a few maple logs, and said they were mine for the taking. After that I enjoyed pizza, wings and a beer with my father-in-law. Not a bad afternoon.
