"Hey Son, It's Dad Calling. Collect."

       I’ve been thinking of my dad recently, wishing I had just one more magical day with him. This is an exerpt from a letter I wrote to him in 2004.

“In any moment, when emotions run high, maybe you don’t always know how I truly feel about you. But in  private, when you have the time and the space and the luxury of personal reflection, I hope that you will know, without any doubt, in the deepest recesses of your giant heart, how much I love you, how grateful I am for the life you blessed me with, and how fortunate I am to be your son. I love you dad.”