Cleaning out some files health files last weekend I came across a newspaper clipping from the '90s, an article from the Louisville Courier Journal on how running affects women's knees. Written across the top, in Mom's distinctive hand: "From Dad."
What a wonderful and unexpected find! Mom's handwriting and Dad's idea. He was always after me to stop running. Bad for your knees, he said, all that pounding. Dad, who apart from yard work did no other exercise I can recall.
Dad lacked the earnestness of later, highly buff generations. But he lived to be 90 and he loved life. He took what came — and kept on going, always with a smile and a quip. Can't think of a much better way to do it.
(Dad posing in front of the house he grew up in on Father's Day 2011.)