Every now and then, it hits you, like today. Father’s day. It has been 31 years but in an odd way you still expect every now and then to get a call. Just to say hi and talk about the weather or some other non-important current event. Strange how so much time passes and you never really ever get over the loss of a parent. I still talk to my dad but the conversations are a little one sided these days. If only for a few moments it would be so cool just to say hi and give him a hug. Just to tell him how wonderful his grand kids are and that if it wasn’t for him I would have never picked up a camera or had the opportunity to touch so many lives.