82

Today is my father’s 82nd birthday. He’s a retired attorney who never got rich but did just fine and, more importantly, he helped a lot of people. He believed in doing the right thing and helping those in need, not just going after the quick buck by chasing ambulances and using the law to manipulate the system to win. Pretty admirable, I think.

When he was turning 80 my brothers and I made a book for him filled with stories and quotes from his friends. He has (had, unfortunately, as several have died) a lot of them and originally made many of them through his business life. They all shared their love and admiration for him.

Who could ask for more from a life?