After my father died, I decided to preserve some of the knowledge of my parents. Before he died, he was transferring his knowledge of weight lifting to me so I can pass it down to generations. I got some of it but not all of it. He was a champion of weightlifting in Yugoslavia so I thought it would be a good idea to learn the nuances of weight lifting — just in case any of my children decided to become more serious about his sport.
During the funeral, I looked up at my mom and realized she was...
Published on December 22, 2012 02:39