April 20, 2007
She loved her father more than anyone in the world. He was her best friend. He knew all her secrets, and still loved her. They cooked dinner together at least once a week, and talked nearly every day. When he retired to his native England, she promised to visit him at least once a year, and she did. The non-stop flight was nearly twelve hours each way, but she got used to it. Her husband only came with her once. He wasnít comfortable in her fatherís house. When her father died, he didnít go with her to the funeral.