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.