I have so few serious photos of my dad it’s almost amazing. Whenever he saw a camera he always turned on the goofball full-force, so the only way to get a serious “normal” picture of him was to either sneak up on him or get him to pose in a serious situation.
For an example of the serious situation, here he is (far right) with his older brother and younger sister after their father’s funeral in 1994.
He had bought the suit for my sister’s wedding only 2 months prior, and you can see very clearly how uncomfortable he was in it. He called them monkey suits and hated wearing them for any reason.
In contrast, here is a pic of him that he took himself, who knows why.
That is the Daddy I remember. Always the goofball.