It's two years today since my father passed away suddenly. We've had many new experiences in the intervening time, and I still find it hard to imagine that I won't be able to see him or talk to him again.
Today I guess I'll just quietly think about the joy he brought to many people, the happy memories we shared, and the wonderful things I learnt from him. He was a good man.
(* He didn't fly for Swissair, but his captain's uniform always made him look dapper, just like this chap!)