My Father

Well Father’s Day has come and gone for another year. I always can’t wait to see it done and over with. Perhaps it is because of my own shortcomings as a father. Perhaps because there is always a sadness of having lost my own father when I was the young age of 15. Maybe it…

Family

It was one of those unusually warm October days. It was a PA day in our schools, which meant I was not required to be at the highway for crossing guard duties. My sister knew that, so she called me up asking if I would be able to come over for a hike together. We…