Dad died August 12th at age 91. That was my birthday. I wondered how difficult it would be to write an article so soon after his death, but what I learned needs to be shared. It’s a story about what dads struggle to tell us.Typically the disciplinarians, the stern role models, the men who grew up in Dad’s era had to work extra hard. Life was not easy. I believe people who grew up during the Great Depression and WWII are some of the best ever. They sacrificed so much. They were creative. Their efforts improved the lives of future
