Happy 95th Birthday, Dad.  Hot and Humid here in Boston; you hated that.  On warms day, first thing you did was crank the windows down in the pickup.  Afterschool on days when it rained, you would be waiting for me in the pickup for me and my bike.  I never waited for you, you always waited for me. You enjoyed helping others and you were so dependable.  I'd like to be more like that.  Don

Hi Grandpa. Remembering your kindness on the 10th anniversary of your passing. How you would take me to tennis lessons at Heather Farms during the summer and patiently wait in the car, or make countless round trips to Travis as we tried to catch Space-A flights back to Japan. Thanks for always being so generous in service to us. I wish we could've shown more appreciation.