We must be free not because we claim freedom, but because we practice it.William Faulkner

My father racing his motorcycle after WWII. He was also the best motorcycle mechanic in the area

My Dad passed away at the beginning of July a year ago. Because of the pandemic, I was not able to travel back for his funeral. But I held my own memorial service for him beside the Pacific Ocean he loved. I felt his spirit animated by the bald eagle perched nearby and the roiling surf. Standing in the swirling currents, as the rising…