Today would have been my dad’s 108th birthday and I’ve been thinking a lot about him today. He’s been gone for well over 50 years and I still miss him. One of my greatest sorrows in life is that he died just as I was beginning to develop an adult relationship with him and before any of my siblings had that opportunity.
I have met a lot of people over the years and I’ve learned considerably more about my dad than I knew at the time of his death. I still think he’s the greatest man I’ve ever known.
You were fortunate.
Me too Dave. What a fascinating, edifying person he would have been to know as an adult person. As it was, an altogether Great Dad to this child.