River: Dad -- 21

My father died 21 years ago today. I don't know what's appropriate for a loss that's old enough to drink. Maybe I'll have a glass of gin tonight.

I wrote two songs: The Stuff that Dreams are Made Of and Rainbow's Edge; I wrote about them, along with my other memorial songs, last November in this "Songs for Saturday" post -- go there or follow the song links for lyrics and audio.

I'm... okay, I guess. You get used to it, after a while.