Father's Day is a special day for me not only to remember my dad, but also to relish in the very special joy I have to be the father of such an amazing and wonderful little boy.
My dad and Alexander never had a chance to meet, but I'm sure they would have gotten along smashingly.
Being the generation that binds the two of them together in this subtle way, and being so lucky to be the son of a great man and the father of a wonderful child is an honour and a privilege.
Here's one of my favourite pictures of Alexander, taken last spring, sitting on my truck (what used to be my dad's truck). Dad and Alexander are beautifully connected in this picture, which brings me a great sense of joy and bitter-sweet pleasure.