DECEMBER 23, 2021

It’s 8 years today, Dad.

I think of you regularly. And I miss you all the time.

You were a great Santa.

I remember coming into the living room in my pajamas on Christmas morning and there was the plate with the cookie crumbs on it and the empty glass of milk.

Whatever it was that I really really wanted that year always seemed to be gift wrapped under our tree.

I still wear that leather jacket that you wore when I was a boy and I wrapped my arms around your back when you took me for rides on your motorcycle.

And I’ve been carrying the beautiful briefcase that you gave me when I graduated from law school into courtrooms all over this State for 45 years now.

In my heart I carry a deep abiding love for you, the wonderful man who taught me how to be a man by being a superb role model, who taught that freckled faced bucked tooth boy with patience, kindness and humor.

Christmas just isn’t the same without you.