I was going to wear a tie today to honor this eighth anniversary of the loss of my father. However, he hated to wear a tie, so I decided to skip the tie and just wear one of his favorite
sport coats instead. I'm not sure how I ended up wearing the old jeans with coffee stains (something I wouldn't normally wear to teach in), but I recall him spilling his coffee in his truck almost every time I rode with him, so maybe his spirit was with me this morning.