I found these two in Central Park. After I took their photo, I...

I found these two in Central Park. After I took their photo, I began to ask Dad some questions, but ended up getting some perfectly valid, yet generic responses:

"What was your happiest moment?"
"When my daughters were born."
"What’s the proudest you’ve been of your daughter?"
"I’m always proud."
"What was the saddest moment of your life?"
"I’d rather not say."

After a few more attempts, I resigned myself to the fact that the man wasn’t going to reveal any details about his life. His reserve was perfectly understandable, but I left a bit downtrodden. Because I loved the photo and was hoping to pair it with a great caption. When I got home, there was an email in my inbox:

Dear Brandon,

I saw you in Central Park this evening with my daughter (red head). You asked me about my happiest day - I told you when my daughters were born (I meant it). You asked me what the saddest day in my life was - i told you I’d rather not answer. Well, it was Aug 12, 2006 - on that day, my wife and I lost our first baby - she was 36 weeks pregnant (his name was Peter). It was horrible. But now we have 2 beautiful little girls, so Im grateful. The reason I was unable to provide a specific answer to questions about my happiest day or what makes me proud about my girls - because everything does. Thank you.