Father’s day was a big gathering at our place. It all began 10 years ago when our son’s fraternity brothers who had settled in Los Angeles got together with their dads for a softball game. It became an annual event. Last Sunday, with children, parents and in-laws, we numbered more than 60.

What nostalgia – when it seems like only yesterday that we were celebrating our fathers and playing with our young children. What a pleasure to see our children as parents themselves. Time really does fly.