February 15, 2016
My father died three years ago today. I still have a recording on my phone that says, "Flow, if you want a hint about today's puzzle, the third word begins with B." We always used to do the Free Press Jumble Puzzle, ask each other for hints, share our brilliance or our defeat. I loved him. The only real friction was our views on politics, but he was an old white male and I was a less advantaged female. The gulf between us on these political issues bothered him. He was a great dad. He loved us and nurtured us.