It is hard to believe five years has passed since Dad died. So much has happened since then and events continue to unfold. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about him and there have been many times I dearly wished I could call him up and ask his advice about one thing or another. I didn’t always agree with him, but he always had an answer.
Here he is in this photograph providing counsel and encouragement on my wedding day, June 5, 1994. While our history had been marked by bitter contention for many years, we had by this time fully reconciled and he warmly embraced Elizabeth as a member of our family. As I get older, I find myself becoming more and more like him in the things I say and do. That is not an altogether bad thing.
I miss him so much.
(photo by Justin Wood)