A Fundament for Progress

This is not my usual kind of post. It might not be as positive, and I think today that’s alright. Today is my father’s death day. I don’t know exactly how many years it commemorates, but it should be around 13 or 14. I didn’t even know until this evening, when my mother texted me about it. In the past, we’ve often gone to my father’s grave on his birthday (and we ate pizza at the cemetery, which was quite cool), but we never really did anything on his death day, so I didn’t know. My fath...