On occasion, I could see why my mother was attracted to my father. He was a brilliant man, highly educated, and ambitious. He was very handsome, too, and charismatic. I’m certain she had no idea that the man for whom she left college to marry and bare three children in quick succession would turn out to be a man who would only grace his children with precious few moments of real fatherhood. Continue reading “Those Precious Few Fatherly Moments”