So, its Fall.
I am Not a fan.
Fall reminds me of death.
Most people seem to like the season,
They even look forward to it.
Fall is a empty, but reflective time for me.
My Dad died in Fall.
Many years ago.
I was 14. Too young to lose a Dad.
He was just over 40. Too young to die.
36 years ago, I became Fatherless.
How can time pass so quickly?