My Dad was an awesome, well-liked man. I am proud to be his son. When he passed away, I realized his service and funeral had about 1/3 as many people as I envisioned. Then I realized he had outlived every parent in our neighborhood and all but a handful of friends. There were still maybe 250 acquaintances, family, and friends, but not the thousand or so I pictured.

He was the epitome of decency and integrity. He wasn't perfect, and he knew that. But the truth is, increasingly fewer even remember who he was. It's a cold reality that we are as vapor.

But I still honor him and look forward to seeing him and Mom again.