It's almost twenty-five years since I received that call, also from my sister, about my father.  A quarter of a century later, I still miss him, still think almost every day about one thing or another I want to tell him or ask him.  This is not a sadness for me, but a great joy, in that my father is not only alive with God, but alive within me and my siblings.  I know, Michael, that this will be true for you and your father, too.  May he rest in peace with your mother and with God forever!