Writing My Father’s Obituary

This week I'm saying goodbye to my dad. It's been an honor, and impossible, to write about him. He was such a gentle and loving soul. He was here for 87 years but what's that, but a blink in time? Or at least that's how it seems to me. But maybe it depends on how we measure. I guess we can measure by accomplishments, or by our health, or by the rewards we believe are our due (whether we get them or not). But dad didn’t measure by any of those standards. Dad measured by how well he...