Centenary

Today would have marked my beloved father's 100th birthday.  Somehow he managed to arrange his grand entrance into this world on March 17th (St. Patrick's Day), 1925 -- a very appropriate birthday for a boy with the surname of Murphy!

He's been gone 42 years now (although I can't believe it's been that long), and I think of him and miss him every day.  He was a wonderful human being.