I love looking at old photographs of my father, because they often show expressions that were heretofore completely unknown to me. “A smile?” you might ask. “What could be unknown about that?” And I say to you that in the smiles I see from these photographs I see something in him from happier times. I [...]

I came across this article about my father’s military service when I was cleaning out the garage today. I thought it was worth posting. I like what he had to say at the end.

I have migrated over from Blogger to WordPress. This will be the new home for My Father’s Hand. I hope to continue updates periodically. I would have done so today, as that was the idea when I first set my mind to it, but realized I no longer wanted to stay on Blogger, and so [...]