The further to the left or the right you move, the more your lens on life distorts.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

In Memoriam

My father died at 94 last week and we've spent the intervening time in Connecticut with family. For the past 15 years, my dad suffered the ravages of Alzheimer's disease. We lost him in small increments as the years passed.

My dad was a kind and gentle man who believed that ethics and honesty were paramount in all human endeavors. He will be sorely missed.