My father was a great man. Yesterday would have been his 91st birthday but he died in 2003. He was brilliant, enthusiastic about life, very funny, and in his later years extremely empathetic to his fellow human beings, especially his identical twin sons, me and Jim, and the kid perhaps most like him, our terrific sister Lizie.
When I told him after I graduated from UNC Chapel Hill with a math degree that I wanted to become an artist, he was pretty dubious at first. But as I grew in my creative life, he let me know that he was very proud of me. His emotional support was invaluable, not to mention his financial help over the years. He had been quite successful as the President of a Pittsburgh company that made springs before manufacturing in America began its sad decline.
Our mother pre-deceased him and this was a blow, but he didn’t give up on life and had some pretty intense romantic relationships in his late 60’s and 70’s. Our mother was wonderful too, and as I near 60, it is hard not to think back on the good ole days of childhood.
Just in case you don’t believe I have a twin brother, here is an old movie I made about him (the sound is bad, it was made with a Canon Powershot camera, but at least you will get to see Jim!) So here is 3 Time Loser, The James Thornton Story
And Happy birthday Dada, Thanks and Love,