Growing up, I always adored and looked up to my father. He was my role model and a symbol of perfection. He was also a
If you were still alive Appa, you would have been 80 years old tomorrow. Tomorrow also marks the tenth anniversary of working where I do.
Yet another opportunity to wade into the bittersweet memories of an era long gone, of a time that once existed, of a hope that endures.
I adored my father. Unfortunately, it was to his discredit that for a long time, I was the only one among the five of us