An inverted man sculpture at the Los Angeles Museum of Tolerance. Photo copyrighted by Mark Tulin.
I’m sad to say that when my father passed, I was more angry than sad. There was a time when I would never have dreamed of not missing him. But our relationship changed. Now that he’s gone, I’ve written about our ups and downs, the good and bad times. I’m trying to make sense of it and, perhaps, make peace with him.
