My Father’s Days

My Father’s Days

My Dad didn’t talk much about his youth, but I know he was born in Yakima, Washington, and later moved to San Bernardino, California, with my Grandma Edith. I never had a grandfather on his side of the family, but my grandma had a couple of suitors whom my mom...
The Letter

The Letter

It was about two years ago. It happened somewhat unexpectedly. They found Mom lying face down in the hallway of her Carson City, Nevada, home, probably trying to get to her bed to lie down. I say somewhat unexpectedly because she hadn’t been sick; still, she was a few...