This is my Papa. My mom's dad and my hero.
I snapped this photo with a point-and-shoot camera a couple years ago and I did a bit of editing. He's a gritty man with a dramatic personality. I adore him and admire him and I would give just about anything to live closer to him.
My Papa. God, I love him. I miss him. I didn't even really do a great job editing the photo because it hurt to look at his face - to look into his weathered face and see his wise smile and know that I'm on the east coast and he's in Colorado. It's so far away. Sigh.
He's a hell of a guy, my Papa.
So, though this photo is my entry for this week's photo challenge, it's not really about the contest... it's about me missing my Papa.