Friday, 6 April 2012

Remembering a birthday.

Today, as well as being Good Friday (Karfreitag in Germany) would have been my father's 89th birthday. Sadly, he died aged 57, the victim of alcohol, cigarettes and to many nightmares left over from his experiences in World War 2.

I didn't enjoy a close relationship with him, but I do remember him and the many things he taught me in seamanship, dealing with life and much more.

1 comment:

  1. hugs... I miss my dad and this reminded me.