I’m not old. If you think I am, just ask my wife, and she’ll straighten you out pretty quickly. Nevertheless, there is no denying that my father was born exactly one hundred years ago, just seventeen days after William Howard Taft became president of the United States. Looking back now, most of us have trouble imagining the world of 1909, and as I ponder my direct link to it, I have a strange feeling, of a time long, long ago, and yet not so long. Although my father died in 1977, many other Americans born in 1909 — more than … Continue reading A (Get Ready for It) Patriarchal Father