Monday, November 09, 2015

15 Years Ago



Fifteen years ago today I was at a very different job (though not that different) thinking about very different things and I got the phone call that was not just different but unique. This gent had passed.

Some years I think of him all day. Some years I pass the day wondering why the date seems so weird to me and only later realize why.

Still miss him.


Still hope he's proud of me.


3 comments:

  1. My father passed away in 2004 and I feel much the same way as you describe. Some times I focus on him all day and other years the day passes and it's only in retrospect that I remember the significance. And I still hope he's proud.

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