I had a plan for my Tuesday post, but I found myself drifting into this each time I tried to write, so I gave up and wrote this 🙂
This Saturday, April 30th, would have marked my father’s 71st birthday. How would we have celebrated? Same we are this year–with a thought. I can’t remember a time when we celebrated his birthday with lavish parties or gifts. It really wasn’t that important to him. I am sure we made cakes. Once we moved out, however, it came down to a card and a wish for a happy day.
We lost my father in 2007 to Pulmonary Fibrosis, a genetic marker that was most likely activated by his long and varied life. I don’t dream about him much anymore. When he first past, I dreamed about him constantly. But I think about him a lot, and thought that a post for the man who inspired my active life, as well as my love of learning, would be a good birthday present.
My father was, at one point or another, a…
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