It was on a hot Monday, June 5, 1978 that we buried my Dad. He had died on Friday, June 2nd, and although I had been there on Wed., May 31st, he wanted me to finish the month-end numbers for…
Embracing Change Through Faith
No – I’m not talking about God – I know He’s there. I’m talking about my Dad. Because thirty-three years ago today, Friday, June 2, 1978, Dad died after a 4 year struggle with bone cancer. And almost every year…
Well, I just arrived home from New Jersey, and I am exhausted. But it was an interesting trip – out yesterday, and back to Indy tonight. And as you may recall, my favorite store out there is Rock’n Joe’s –…
I am sure that by now you’re tired of hearing about the Memorial Day events of my youth – and probably even more so about the race. But today, something happened that I could never imagine – and that I…
I have heard from a number of you about my post last night – remembering Memorial Day as a child with my Dad; and still carrying on the tradition with our own children. It seems that remembering is a common…