31 years ago today I boarded what would be one of the hardest flights in my life from San Francisco to Chicago, sitting in the smoke-filled section of a DC-10, sobbing all the way there. Even now I get choked up thinking about you Dad.
I remember the day that your book got put in our local library, the book you wrote for your master's degree back in 1967 while teaching school full-time. I also remember riding my bike more often to the library after that, just so I could look at your book on the shelf.
You'd be so proud of me now Dad. I worked so very hard on my own book, which feels like my own little master's degree. And now people are able to buy it, and enjoy my passion of family and food. I was so very proud of your accomplishment and I know you would be so very proud of your daughter's. Gone way too soon, I love you Dad!
P.S. Not only is my book filled with wonderful, heartfelt stories and memories, but there are 52 recipes that are all tried and true by me. I got part of my passion for being in the kitchen from the man you see below. Here are the links for my book on Amazon. You won't want to put it down, and I can assure you, you won't be disappointed...