My father passed away last week at the wonderful old age of 91. I say “wonderful” because that’s how he always said he was doing. “How are you doing, Dad?” … “WONDERFUL.” Sometimes he’d brightly say it twice: ‘Wonderful, Wonderful!” I’m not at the point where I can share a lot of my feelings about his passing. It’s too soon for me. At the same … Continue reading Farewell Father & Friend …