It is the little things in life that burn a memory in our minds and forge a foundation to our future identity. A smell of charcoal burning in a grill can spark a memory of our childhood and cookouts with our family on summer nights.
A fireworks display can take us back to a time with our family, a simple time when we ran in the dark with sparklers in hand with our siblings and believed that we were as large as The Fourth Of July grand finale in NYC. When we become adults and our lives have become encumbered it is these small humble beginnings that keep us grounded.
The loss of a parent is a time for reflection and the contributions that parents made as well as the sacrifices that help mold us into the adults we have become. My condolences go out to Patrick Monahan on the recent loss of his father. My thoughts and prayers are with you. I am certain at this time your dad smiles when he looks upon the legacy he left behind in YOU!