Dad’s birthday today. I’ve been on a tech scout all day, so there have been alternating moments of camaraderie, frustration and melancholy. I miss him. I remember the day vividly… you picked me up from the bar on the corner, being woken up by the call (you cried), his pale empty vessel sitting in his chair, crying like it might never stop, dressing him in his tuxedo, and sending him off with the mortuary people to be cremated. I wish I had known how to share my pain with you. I wish a lot of things, both with you and with life, but I suppose that’s what learning is.