Today would have been my father’s 87th birthday. But as many of you know, he left this world last November. Tomorrow, it will be the six month anniversary of his death. I’ll be honest with you, I miss him dearly. I miss the talks we had, both in person and on the phone. I miss his advice. And I miss his warm embrace when we hugged. And I’ll never forget the last words he said to me the night before he died. When we were done talking on the phone, he said, “So long.” It was his way of saying goodbye. How ironic that these were his final words to me. Read More
ascension | Deacon Allen Tatara Catholic Speaker
On the Inside; On the Outside
If you were to stand on a busy sidewalk, pick an empty spot in the sky, and stare at it for a full minute, what do you think would happen? Most likely, most people would walk past without glancing up and virtually no one would stop to stare with you. Read More
