Remembering My Dad

On the trail
On the trail
The shadow of Mt. Sugarloaf
The shadow of Mt. Sugarloaf

 

We had a memorial service for my dad in New Jersey Saturday. When I got back Sunday, in his honor, I huffed and puffed up mighty Mt. Sugarloaf. He was very fond of mountain climbing and we climbed many together. He used to say, referring to your feet, “Pick them up. They come down by themselves.”