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Saturday, March 21, 2020 I have found myself thinking about my dad a lot lately. He passed away in December after a long fight with multiple sclerosis. In recent years, my interactions with him have often been very frustrating. As the only child living in the same town, it fell to me to try to stay on top of his medical needs and convince him to take advantage of help when he needed it. He was a very stubborn man. Since his death, I think of him every day. At first, I found it mystifying. He was physically disabled by the disease, but otherwise fairly healthy until the last few weeks. I struggled with questions. "Why now? What could I have done? Did I do enough to care for him?" Then the corona virus hit, and I was grateful he was not here to witness it. As much as I focused on my dad's shortcomings in the last few years, he had many gifts. One was that he cared deeply for other people, from his daughters and friends to the nursing home employees who cared for him and