SO FATHER’S DAY was at my dad’s house at the lake, where my brother and his girlfriend prepared a very nice dinner for my dad and the rest of us. The Insta-Daughter and a cousin went canoeing on the lake, the rest of us hung out, and a good time was had by all.

I’m lucky to have my father around — he had his first heart attack nearly 15 years ago — but he’s doing very well, and he and Helen swap ICD gossip whenver they’re together. Helen’s dad hasn’t been with us for a while, and we went to his grave to lay flowers earlier today. She does that every year at Father’s Day, his birthday, and a few other special occasions. So many family members and former students, etc., have left things there that I joke it looks like Jim Morrison’s gravesite. . .

I hope that you had a good Father’s Day as well. See you tomorrow!