On March 12, 2011, I was exploring the remnants of Ancient Rome with my mom and dad.
Anything I could say about what a great man my dad was wouldn’t do him justice – he was the best – and anything I could say about how much I’m going to miss him wouldn’t be enough. I’m instead just going to share with you a picture I found at home of my dad drawing with me. Drawing with my dad was always one of my favorite things to do.
Life’s just not very fair sometimes.