1968

1968 was a pretty watershed year for the world and my family. Today, 39 years ago Martin Luther King was gunned down in Memphis; two months later, Robert Kennedy was assissinated in Los Angeles.

In July of that year, my dad died. His birthday is next month, and beyond the fact he would be 72 this year, the fact that 39 years has gone by is just an amazing concept to me.

I miss him everyday, even though I have no real memory of him.

Dad, I love you.