You write with such power yet with tenderness, unafraid to hide the love in your soul. What a beautiful piece about your dad and your relationship with him.
All relationships are complicated and none more that the patent and child. I lost my mother in 2023; she was 91: a contemporary of your dad in many ways. She, however, lived a quiet life, was religious but not too much, and she even found Atlas Shrugged to be an interesting read when I gave her a hardback version of it.
She and I would talk almost every week, usually on Sunday. I miss those talks, and I always will.
I’m sorry for your loss, but that’s OK. It means you loved and are human. And that’s good.
Mark, I’m sorry for your loss. Thank you for your condolences and kind words. I talked with my parents every week for years, usually on Sundays like you.
Hi Scott,
You write with such power yet with tenderness, unafraid to hide the love in your soul. What a beautiful piece about your dad and your relationship with him.
All relationships are complicated and none more that the patent and child. I lost my mother in 2023; she was 91: a contemporary of your dad in many ways. She, however, lived a quiet life, was religious but not too much, and she even found Atlas Shrugged to be an interesting read when I gave her a hardback version of it.
She and I would talk almost every week, usually on Sunday. I miss those talks, and I always will.
I’m sorry for your loss, but that’s OK. It means you loved and are human. And that’s good.
Very best,
Mark
Mark, I’m sorry for your loss. Thank you for your condolences and kind words. I talked with my parents every week for years, usually on Sundays like you.