Missing my father
This year, I've missed my father more than since he passed. The eclipse last night reminded me of the time in the early 1980's, my parents took us out to see a lunar eclipse. The woke us up late, and we drove down the road to a huge cornfield. That cornfield is now a subdivision called Rural Point Estates. It was cold that night. We took folding webbed lawn chairs and blankets. We sat as a family, huddled in the cold, and watched the moon seemingly disappear. I remember that it took a while, just as it did last night. My sister watched it through my Dad's camera, because he a had a zoom lens. We tried to take pictures, but it was hard to tell on the prints what it was due to lack of light and the smallness of the moon in the picture. We sat out there for hours and had a good time as a family. When it was over, and the sun started to come up, we went to Howard Johnson's for breakfast. Although it's kind of a silly thing to remember, I think I'll always remember that event with warmth and fondness.