Sat, 2023-11-25 09:32 — bfields
My dad just died at 81, following a sudden stroke on Wednesday morning.
He was active and helping out to the very end. Maybe that's what he would have preferred, compared to a long decline--he was never one for sitting still. But we hoped and expected to have him around for years to come, and this is a real shock.
Pictured: Sleeping Bear Dunes in 1971 and Dream Lake in 2012. Seeing him with my son reminded me of the ways he was a good dad, and of the boundless energy he always brought to everything.
