A Legacy Left Behind
Yesterday would have been Dad's eighty-nineth birthday. Though he's been gone for thirty-one years, there is barely a day I don't think of him. Just the other day, I told my grandson something my dad had told me. My grandson takes theater in a small production of Rudolph. He told me he didn't want to go. He didn't like his part of Coach Comet. His exact words were it's not fun . What I understood was the fact that his character isn't a major part. He's young, only six. He should enjoy his activities, but he also needs to understand committment. Instead of going into the importance of finishing what you start, the first thing that jumped into my head was something Dad said. If you can't be the biggest tree in the forest, just be the best you can be. I told my grandson to be the best Coach Comet that anyone has ever seen. It seems to have worked. He told me after his last rehersal that he had a great time. I understand that it takes more than telling...
