After ten years, I still miss my Dad
My Dad, John Adams, died ten years ago today, on 30 September 2007. As my niece Riona says, he died “of smoking” at the age of 64.
He lived a full and interesting life, as a husband and father, school teacher, soldier, gardener and euphonium player, and lived through some of the most dangerous times in recent Northern Irish history.
But as a person, I still miss him. There are many conversations over the past ten years I would have wished to have had with him. About a wide range of subjects including gardening, music, politics, history and business. And of course he would have very much enjoyed seeing his granddaughters (my nieces) growing up.