Dads,

When I heard about the tragedy with the bridge collapse in Minneapolis, my first thought was wondering about all the Dad's who wouldn't make it home from work that day, then wondering how they left their children the last time they saw them.  Were there cross words, or loving words.  What was the last memory these children will ahve of their dads.

If, God forbid, something happened to me on the way home from work tonight.  What have I given my children and my wife to remember, pleasant memories, or memories of a grumpy, grouchy, too busy guy who has better things to do than spend time with his family?!?