Father's Day

This is my dad spending a Saturday afternoon his favorite way, picnic lunch in the cooler, fresh batteries in the video camera, watching trains. I think this picture was taken in Palmer, Massachusetts, about 14 or 15 years ago. If he were alive today he would spend Saturday nights posting videos on youtube while chatting online with his train buddies.




I miss him on Father's Day, for myself, and my brothers and sisters, and more for my children who never really knew him. But he is here in our hearts and in the stories I tell them. He is somewhere standing beside my sister Stephanie and my brother Marc, somewhere beyond the world, somewhere where I am sure he has a really great view of a really enormous train yard. I am just as sure that he spent this Saturday like all Saturdays, watching trains, joined by a good number of his buddies, reminiscing about all of the other Saturdays that came before.

Happy Father's Day, Dad! I miss you, but I'm smiling.