Last Father's Day we celebrated my step-dad's birthday. It was his 78th birthday and more people came than were expected. Not only was it Ken's birthday, but he was dying from cancer. It had been months of decline, but that weekend he slipped into a non-responsive state. The day was sad but wonderful as more and more friends stopped by my parents house to bid their farewells to a generous and larger than life individual. He died at home the next day.
Today, near the one year anniversary of his death, on his birthday, and Father's Day we met at his grave site to gather for a few words. He would have loved to see all the grandkids running up the hill and laughing. It was a beautiful day and one that he would have really treasured... "Another day in which to excel."
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