Father’s Day! Congratulations and best wishes to all dads everywhere. To my son, first of all, a wonderful father to two awfully neat kids, to brothers and cousins and friends who are celebrating this day. And, although he isn’t here any more, a big thank you to my own dad, the captain at the helm […]
Aug 21, 2018
A Celebration of a Life Well Lived
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I think of my dad every day but on this day, there is a particular vacancy, because Dad isn’t here and I can’t hear him sing those old songs, see him dance a jig, or bake him his favorite pie. But, I can remember. And I do. I’ve written about him a lot, both here and […]
Jun 17, 2018
My Dad, My Rock
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His character was as solid as the Rock of Gibraltar. He was stubborn and he could be stern. He didn’t talk an awfully lot but he had a keen sense of humor and liked a good joke. And whatever he said, I knew was the truth. The whole world might be wrong, but not my […]
Jun 18, 2017
My Dad, My Rock
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His character was as solid as the Rock of Gibraltar. He was stubborn and he could be stern. He didn’t talk an awfully lot but he had a keen sense of humor and liked a good joke. And whatever he said, I knew was the truth. The whole world might be wrong, but not my […]
Jun 18, 2016
A New Old Gift
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Although this is June, yesterday seemed like Christmas. My friend Fran sent a box of old books and piano music by way of mutual friends Susan and Rodney. I haven’t had a chance to delve deeply into the novels and recipe books yet, but I see dates like 1913 and 1940. One is a cookery […]
Aug 22, 2013
What Middle Ground?
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Looking back at yesterday’s posting about my dad, I notice I used absolutes a lot: always, never. He was that kind of person. He knew his mind, knew right from wrong and wasn’t into compromise. I did not have to guess about where Dad stood. As I listen and look at the world I live […]
