I rarely post personal stuff on here, but at least a few folks know that my father had been in declining health. He passed away a couple days ago at 87 years old. He lived the classic American Dream. Entered the service after high school, college in 1952 afterwords, married in 1956, three kids and a little house in the suburbs followed. He was very involved in the Masons over the years. Got remarried late in life after my mother was gone. He neither had nor pursued fame or fortune, but did collect a lot of respect and a great many friends. An honest, quiet, and genuinely good man.
