23 years ago, at about this very hour, my Dad passed away. It was even on a Friday, as it is today. Driving home tonight, I thought it appropriate to comment on his life again on this old blog. I thought about what to say, then looked back to what I’d already said.
And I can’t add much to that. He tried to teach me well, and I wish I’d been a more attentive pupil. I’ll strive mightily to live as he did.
Thanks for everything, Dad.
In Memory of Don Nelson, 8/1/1919 - 12/7/1984.
-k-
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Ken,
I lost my dad on my 21st birthday. July 8, 1984. I understand how you feel. My dad was my best friend.