Tarot of the Renaissance by Pietro Alligo and GiorgioTrevisan, the King of Wands, reminds me of him.
There were times when he was passionate about life, loved exploring, was out-going and very sociable. Unfortunately, he lost that passion for living quite a while before his body caught on and gave up. Still, I would like to remember him as the cheeky young Scot who tried to cycle to Malaysia (he never got further than Paris), who worked as a dishwasher on-board a channel ferry (and chucked half the plates overboard), who delighted in constantly finding clever new ideas (such as a baby seat that attached to any table and folded away to next to nothing - innovative for the time), who loved to socialise and always had a tale to tell, who managed to travel the world through work, and who wrote silly poetry.
I am grateful to have known my father in good times as well as bad.