Her Man, My Father
His were soft brown sparkling eyes and hugs that melted hearts.
He taught me how to tie my shoes and how to crack walnuts with a brick. His smile was contagious. He had a gap in his front teeth. Herman was his name.
I can state here in all honesty — we were blessed with a good father. He was a real human being until he passed away, peacefully and comfortably. His final moments were spent, tucked in his…