Gone, but not Forgotten

Today marks 10 years since my father passed. Some of you will read that first sentence and take a pass on this post. Some of you will linger. Either response is okay. I do this post for me. If it touches your souland helps in some small way toease the ache in your heart, I am glad.

My father wasn’t a perfect person. Hell, who is? But as a father, to me, he was a great man. I learned a lot from him: compassion, humor, generosity, faith. Those tenets have stayed with me all my life, and I hope I...