My father died a year ago today. A retired Air Force C-130 pilot, my dad was an artist at heart. …
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Requiem for My Father
Every Sunday, at least every Sunday that my father was home, he woke us up by playing Mussorgsky’s “Pictures at…
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HeART and Soul
I grew up surrounded by art. Not reproductions of famous paintings, but artwork created by my father. He was…
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In the Arms of Love
My father loved his grandchildren fiercely. He was not the kind of grandfather that threw a football, played catch…
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Sons of My Father
My father only had one biological son. I have heard a rumor over the years that pilots, more often…
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Daddy’s Girl
I’m not the only Daddy’s Girl in my family. I have two sisters. And a brother. But, I will…
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The Family Man
As a military family, our family was often fractured because of frequent deployments. Called TDY (Temporary Duty) in Air Force…
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Remembering Grandpa
Remembering grandpa…not hard to do; he was a huge part of my life from the moment I was born. I…
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Dance Me to the End of Love
I found this book, Dance Me to the End of Love, with words by Leonard Cohen and pictures by Henri…
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High Flight
My father died yesterday. He was surrounded by love and died in his home.