Tag Archives: honoring my dad

The First Time He Took Me To The Polls Some of my earliest memories are of standing beside my dad in a voting booth. I was little — too young to understand the issues or the candidates — but I understood this: showing up mattered. Voting was not optional in...

Some love stories begin with a glance across a crowded room. Others begin with a first date. Some begin with a kiss. But one of the greatest love stories of my life did not begin with romance. It began with friendship. It began with Julie. And I know that might...