Remembering My Dad

Back home in Minnesota for a visit this weekend, my dad passed away.
I can't imagine our family without him. He taught us the love of reading, the fun of photography, the importance of family and friends and the desire to write about life. We had lots of great family times and from his early boy scout years, many of them were spent outdoors -- hiking, walking, picnics, swimming and fishing.
He was a famous cook, known for his great pancake breakfasts and spaghetti dinners. One famous pancake breakfast for twelve here in Minnesota was actually prepared and eaten outside by Lake Harriet.

He cared deeply for his family and his many friends. He wrote letters and kept in touch with family and friends all over the Nation. He loved to travel and was on the road often. He will be missed by many.