Bringing My Father With Me

Part One — The Personal Story

On September 5th, 2020, my father, Eric W. Springer, made a most elegant, thoughtful, gentle and considerate transition to his next spiritual opportunity. He closed his eyes and went to sleep, at home in his bed. There are many ways to mourn. Mine has been to communicate what I so often took for granted.

My father was an impeccable gentleman, a scholar, sharp minded, witty, jovial and wise. His recall of dates, facts and figures was astounding. Before the internet, I would call him (probably way too much) and ask for this…