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June 16th, 2002, was the day my father, Lloyd E Mitchell, passed away; that's 20 years and the anniversary date for this year. I've been thinking about it since March 2022, six months after my mother passed. Dad passed away on Father's Day, a day I haven't celebrated since then, because I didn't want to think about that day or the time, 4:45PM, 15 minutes after the Mitchell family reunion had ended.

Dad

I wanted to write something about Dad, but I've had kind of a mental block. I've been involved in a major project I hope takes off and generates new income. Still, I wanted to do something… and it finally hit me. I wrote a story about Dad 3 days after he passed away. It was my way of encapsulating his life while giving him my version of a tribute. I searched my computer, found the article, and except for any updates I've learned about in the past 20 years, this is what I wrote on June 19, 2002… which is this year's Father's Day.
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