i finally got around to designing cd artwork for the reel-to-reel tapes my dad recorded in college. i want to send them out to relatives tomorrow. while i was putting everything together, i listened to the recordings in full, which is something i hadn't done before. it's really weird to listen to them because i still don't make the connection that that voice belongs to my dad. it's still very foreign to me...and as i go threw the few things i have, i wonder if he would've been a father i would have gotten along with, disagreed with, respected, feared, etc. what would he think of me? what would i think of him? that sort of thing...and i'm just not sure if i really want to know the answer.