Would have been 96 years old today.
We had a pretty challenging relationship. I inherited his stubbornness and pride.
I also inherited his deep commitment to his children.
I’m almost 64 years old now.
I’d love to have time with him again.
Wisdom comes with age.
I miss him.
He used to take us camping every other week during summers. We would all bring our best friend so there was always six of us kids. We’d spend a week at one of the beautiful California state beach parks.
Every morning he’d cook pancakes for us.
Some say I look like him. I only hope I live up to the legacy he aspired to when it came to his children. Happy Birthday, Dad.