We are all somebody

My father died this spring. He was 96 years old, and he was ready. I’m not sure I was — but I have no doubt that he has joined his Savior in heaven. Dad taught me many things — but above all, resilience and faith. He worked hard as a dentist; he was a faithful husband and father; he enjoyed playing golf and bridge with his friends; and he was a devout Christian. When I was very young, I … ...