My Father Is Eighty

My father was born in 1931: Today is his 80th birthday.

My father is a retired professor of political science.
The most important lesson I learned from him was the importance of checks and balances on power (same as you need to ground electricity).
This might seem simple, but it extends like crazy.

Here are a few photos from his life, so far.
ABOVE: at far left, with sister Vi and brother Tony, in Milwaukee (1939?)
ABOVE: 1961, with my mother, who is pregnant with me
ABOVE: 1970s, with a sketch of himself, in his office
ABOVE: 2007, at Mount Vernon

On his 78th birthday, I wrote a Mosaic of Memories of him from my childhood.