You're not really supposed to commemorate a death so much as a birth but today is the 50th anniversary of my dad's passing. I lived seven years while he was alive and the other 50 after he was gone. My marriage, my children, my education and career would all have been different; i'd likely not be sitting here writing to you had he lived. It's a thing beyond right or wrong, fair or unfair, it's all i've known for half a century.
I'll say this, he was a good man with faults; who i never got to know.
I'll say this, he was a good man with faults; who i never got to know.