Today, July 15th, would have been my dad, Milton Nussdorf, the Cohanan's 100th birthday. He passed over 5 months ago. No big event or celebration was to be had. My sister wanted to celebrate the mark if achieved but later realized it was her goal moreso than his, which was preoccupied with just getting through each day and moment to the next. I think this is accurate. The substance of his life should be thought about today, or just his being acknowledged. Too much whoopla would have covered that up. Thoughts go to you today dad and to the highest essence of your spirit.
(Note: My sister originally posted his would be birthday on Facebook, and the next day I followed with this and felt it was a good concise resolution of sorts. The ups and downs of my relating to my dad are resolved here on a high note which feels and appears where it is meant to be.)