Sharing pictures of my dad

I'm having a tough emotional day.

I found an external drive full of old photos and waves of melancholy have been rushing up on me throughout the day.

It's not the anniversary of his death. Not his birthday. It's not a holiday.

But as I write this, I cannot help missing my DAD so much that the weight of it pulls the tears straight from my heart.

He was my best friend and ardent advocate. Everything I learned about temperance, love and patience began with him.

So I wrote a little poem to go with some of the photos I've found.


Sorting through old photos...

John Buley
Dad at ~7 years old.

Tokens of yesteryear

John and MiSuk
My parents before I was a twinkle in their eye.

Group shots

Buley gathering.
Celebrating someone's birthday was always a thing.

Funny shots

John Buley
Yes, dad. That hurts. That's why we don't do that.

Youthful moments

John Buley
He certainly loved music.

And miracles


Dad with my newborn niece.

Visiting these moments


My wedding day.

With a cold click of the mouse


I have a piece of dad with me always.

Yearning to have a moment


When I could hold you again.

John Buley
I think this is my favorite picture with me and my dad.

John M. Buley

October 24, 1950 - June 22, 2010


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