I've always loved this picture because they're wearing the exact same expression, complete with head tilt!
Father's Day always makes me remember a quote from a movie called Smoke Signals about forgiving our fathers. One of these days I'm going to make a quilt and these words will go on the back:
How do we forgive our fathers?
...maybe in a dream...
Do we forgive our fathers for leaving us too often,
or forever when we were little?
Maybe for scaring us with unexpected rage...
or making us nervous because there never seemed to be any rage there at all?
Do we forgive our fathers for marrying or not marrying our mothers...
or divorcing or not divorcing our mothers?
And shall we forgive them for their excesses of warmth or coldness?
Shall we forgive them for pushing or leaning...
for shutting doors...for speaking through walls...
or never speaking or never being silent?
Do we forgive our fathers in our age or in theirs?
Or in their deaths saying it to them or not saying it.
If we forgive our fathers what is left?
If we forgive our fathers what else is there?