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My Father Did Know Best
FATHER: THEN FATHER: NOW When I was growing up, my father brought in the bacon. All of it. He went to work every morning at 6:00 and came home every evening around 5:30. When he walked in the door after … Continue reading
Learning to be Chipper
I don’t speak Canine. But my ninety-three-year mother is fluent in this language. She has numerous conversations with Chipper, her beloved beagle. Most often they go something like this. “Do you think it is hot out?” she asks. “Yip yap … Continue reading
Travels with My Dad
Some of my fondest childhood memories involve trips I went on with my parents. Every winter we went to Crestline where we tobogganed, ice-skated and drank hot chocolate around the fireplace inside our cozy cabin. In the summer we … Continue reading
What My Father Built
FATHERS: THEN FATHERS: NOW When I was growing up, my father brought in the bacon. All of it. He went to work every morning at 6:00 and came home every evening around 5:30. When he walked in the door after … Continue reading
What My Father Built With Love
THEN: TWO HEARTS DANCING NOW: ALWAYS IN MY HEART This Father’s Day will the second one without my dad. That’s not to say that he won’t be with me. Because he’s always in my heart. When I was growing up, my father brought … Continue reading