Next week (September 23) would have been my dad’s birthday. He was a real “outdoors man” – loved to fish, hunt and just traipse around in the woods. A vacation to my dad consisted of deer hunting with his buddies, or fishing from his bass boat.
When I think of my adventure next week with my little brother, I can’t help but think of how my dad would have LOVED an adventure like this. A chance to see the unspoiled beauty of Alaska and the wildlife.
So next week, as Frank and I are sailing amidst glaciers and watching whales and sea otter frolic, I imagine my dad will be right there with us…and enjoying every minute through the eyes of his children.