Mom and I went to Fort Jackson National Cemetery to pay our respects to my late stepfather, Johnny H Pruett. It seems like ages since we lost him four years back and he and my biological father are two of those individuals for whom I regularly give thanks.
In this holiday season on the cusp of Thanksgiving it is appropriate to remember him and all he did for me at this time. It tempers the season with a touch of wistful introspection as I note the distinct lack of his presence in my life.
For this and so many other reasons I honor him now and always.