Wildflowers Glowed As My Dad Passed Away

He would have preferred more Sturm und Drang—like Wagner’s Götterdämmerung.

Photo by the Author

My dad was Ukrainian, born in 1925. In Canada, where he ended up (ice and snow are no problem for people from Ukraine), my school friends laughed at his accent. Was he a vampire? LOL. He sounded like Bela Lugosi! (It took me a while to find out who that was.)