A. David Goodman
1932-2011
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| So often as I walk around my neighborhood, I think of my dad and how much he loved it here. He was a doctor, but as a young man he had dreamed of being a farmer. To some extent, even though he often gave me a hard time about my life choices, the life I ended up living was a fulfilment of his own dream. As I get older, I feel more and more like I am seeing through his eyes. I try to live in his honor the best I can. |