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With another Father’s Day coming around the bend, I find myself thinking more and more of my own father. He was a great man...

In the halls of my darkened memory, the night of my father’s passing is well-preserved. I may have forgotten a great many things about...

Now that the house was finally empty, it did not take long for silence to rush in and fill that rather large vacuum left by aunts, uncles...