What's the opposite of a countdown?
A count-up? Or maybe just...a count?
The countdown I talked about here came to an end on Sunday. Final count: 35,388. 96 years, 10 months, 18 days.
The new count is now at 4. 4 sunrises to watch. 4 first cups of coffee. 4 days without Harold G. Schmidt alive on this planet.
At some point, I'll lose count. Another day without him will just be, well, another day. Without him. I might forget to count, but I'll never forget him.
My daddy wasn't perfect, but he was amazing. Like a character from the westerns he LOVED to read.
You rode this one to the barn, daddy. We're gonna be ok. You rest now.
You've certainly earned it.
|Harold Glenn Schmidt|
March 21, 1919 - February 7, 2016