It doesn’t take much for any male animal, human or non-human, to be a father. It takes something more to be a dad.
Fourteen years ago, my grandfather died. He spent the last four and a half years of his life missing his wife. He visited the mausoleum, two miles from where they lived, at least twice a day. He died five days before his 73rd birthday. His funeral was actually the day of his birthday – February […]
Today my great-grandmother would have been 110 years old. That’s a pretty amazing age for anyone to live to, but in my family, it’s practically unheard of. Grandma, as I called her, died at 78. I was five years old, and hers was the first wake I ever attended. In hindsight, I can say with […]