A tragic irony of life is that we so often achieve success or financial independence after the chief reason for which we sought it has passed away.
You know my father as governor as president but I knew him as dad. I was so...
I think he would have been proud and smiling... when we laid him to rest...
I had never said 'dad I love you.'
Dad sometimes patted me on the knee and called me his Little Schmuck.
Because of my father we are that Shining City on a Hill.
Dad was the only adult male I ever trusted.
