On September 17, 2006 I called my Dad to wish him well. He was going in the hospital the next day to get a fibrillator.
"Are you nervous?" I asked him.
"Not at all," he responded.
So we moved on to talk about our favorite subject: politics. We were both excited for the probable election of Keith Ellison to Congress. Even though my Dad was living in North Carolina, he was following the story every day. I told Dad that I planned to drop off my law school application the next morning, and we wer...
Published on December 23, 2009 18:08