An Unfortunate Anniversary

I wish everyone a happy July 4th. I will be posting some articles on education and political ideologies and history that gives some context on our present-day times in the near future. One year ago, on July 4th, 2019, my father died at the age of 72 in Flagstaff, AZ while on a day trip with my mother. It was one of the worst days of my life. Plus, his death on a national holiday, July 4th, will forever link those two events in my mind forever. This first Independence Day without him has been rough. My father loved fireworks and went out of his way to always purchase them when we were growing up in the Los Angeles area. Even after fireworks became illegal in most municipalities in the late 80s, we still often shot them off illegally at any location we could. As the years went by, we would drive into some of the more crime ridden areas of Los Angeles where fireworks were still legal just so we could do our part to celebrate the Independence of our country. My dad was a simple man who enjoyed the simplest pleasures of life. So, if you are reading this and enjoying some legal or “illegal” fireworks, shoot one off in his honor for me. Until next post!