He Would Have Been 85 Today

My Dad passed away in 1998, the day after Mother’s Day.  People commented at the funeral that he was young.  He was 67 and it really didn’t strike me as young.

But today would have been his 85th Birthday and I know a few folks who are around that age and I wonder.

Wonder what he would be like if cancer had not taken him.

Wonder what he would still remember if his memory hadn’t started failing a few years before he passed away.

Of the two parents I had, I was closer to my Dad and so when his birthday rolls around I remember.  My Mom died 3 years later at age 68 and one year recently on the day of her birth, I forgot until it was nearly over.

Cherish your parents, tell them you love them and parents, do the same with your kids and grandkids.

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