My dad was born in 1939, and it appears that your dad and mine would have been almost twins in the ministry.I don't know if you've ever thought of it this way, Dean, but I imagine you feel the way I do when I say that I would rather have been born to my father as a humble preacher than to have been born to a billionaire, a CEO, a movie star, and conqueror, and so forth.You were privileged to be given to the very best sort of man of God, I think. You can be proud of the life he lived...and you can be sure that all those lessons you learned from him--even the ones you cannot remember--are still demonstrated time after time in the way you conduct your life and the words you say.I am thankful that you were privileged to live so much of your life as the son of such a man. I was thinking how when I get off certain rides at an amusement park, I go Wow! That was a great ride. But so often we become sad when we prepare to get of this ride called life. And yet what a ride we've had so far--and with your dad with you until now! God is so good to grant us such years together. Some never even knew their father, but you truly can be understood to be one of the sons of the prophets, you could say.