Nov. 23

My father's service was today.  Lots of people got up to speak and sing about my dad.  It was like looking through a kaleidoscope, fragments coalescing into a whole.  I loved catching glimpses of both the deeply known and less familiar parts of my father as refracted through the eyes of others.  I came away understanding that my dad was attentive, appreciative, and interested in seeing things as they are, and that I have inherited some measure of these qualities.