Twenty Years ago today, my dad died. It’s a complicated thing to be a whole human being, but we all manage, somehow, and he was no different. Now I’m the only one of the sibs who hasn’t lived longer without Dad than with him. Only the oldest of us remember the PBR, but I do, so that’s my beer of choice for today.
Hopefully a lot of people had fond memories today, or at least got or gave a random, previously-meaningless nickname. Thanks for everything you did, Dad.
