Article June 10, 2002 Issue

A letter to my father

By Linda Shaver

Dear Pops,

Where are you when my garden needs planting and the fence fixing? You were always so good at that! I have memories of our beautiful yard near Boston, those glorious begonias you loved so much, the delicious tomatoes and beans, the big old weeping willow tree you planted that grew and grew. It got into the water pipes. What a mess!

But you could fix anything. You even built a new TV room, so we could watch I Love Lucy while we ate dinner. And you and Mom always loved having our friends around, so you made a rec room for us, too. Your grandchildren can run a power saw and do almost anything. But I can't. I need my dad around here ....

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