For Father’s Day: Thoughts About Growing Up Without a Father
Not long ago, I outlived my father. If that sounds strange, believe me, it feels stranger to say it. And I’m sure it makes me sound old. Though to me it’s a way of saying he died really young. And I think both things are correct. So he was in his mid-40s already when I came along, probably unexpectedly. I bring this up on Father’s Day not for the sympathy....