For years, I’ve had this odd mental block where I can’t remember the date my father died. I thought it might be today, was pretty sure that if it wasn’t, it was sometime this weekend, and it was only from looking up the link below that I learned it’s tomorrow.

In any case, it’s been ten years. So any of you that knew him, I think he would have liked being remembered ten years on. Hell, I know he would have.

Aside: once I get over being weepy writing this, I’ll be fine. The point of this is to remind you of him, not to inspire 100 hugs comments (which I think will just make me weepy again). If you can remember a story, go for it.

His eulogy, still true:

David Porten, 1932-2007 | The Vast Jeff Wing Conspiracy