I've been thinking of my dad as Father's Day approaches. Do any of you have some fond but possibly obscure memory of your dad that you might want to share?
When I was young (1950's), Dad used to take me to the Toledo Zoo for an hour or so, just me and him. It was only years later that I realized what this meant. Dad was working forty hours a week as an architect AND also serving as a pastor of a church involved in a building program. I think this was his way not only to be with me, but to get away and keep from cracking under all the stress he was under.
THANK YOU Dad! Those zoo experiences are one reason I am a biologist today.