“The sky went dark. When the sun came back out again, there you were!” That is the way my grandmother explained the birth of my father during a solar eclipse in 1930. Ironically – or maybe not so much, he has spent his life watching the sky. He worked in meteorology and space science, even writing a college text book. He and my brothers are getting ready and excited to watch the upcoming “Great American Eclipse”. We had been watching all the eclipse stories on the local news, and I felt my dad’s story was top-notch. He agreed to let me share it with the local TV news stations and I was super excited when we received a response. The reporter came to the house with his camera and had a nice conversation with my dad. Not only did my dad share his personal story, he gave a lesson on the solar eclipse phenomenon. We watched the coverage last night and found the story on the internet. The station did a great job with the information and we were all thrilled. It was just another part of my dad’s legacy and I was happy that we were able to share it so easily with friends and family.

I Found God today celebrating part of my dad’s legacy.