Happy birthday, Dad. Today you would have turned 102.  You’ve been gone more than eight years but in many ways, you’ve never been more present with me. You visit me almost every night in my dreams and we have the best conversations. Usually, we’re preparing for or coming back from a trip. Not surprising. You loved travel and adventure. You’re still teaching me about your many strengths: patience, grace, and kindness. Cheers, Pops, and thank you.