Gerald A. Klingbeil

Associate Editor, Adventist Review

​A Note to My Father

Some weeks ago I received a historical family document. No, it wasn’t the official birth record of a far-distant (yet important) ancestor. It also had nothing to do with a significant study or article written by one my forebears. My mother had discovered it among her “treasures” while she was cleaning out her home in preparation for moving into a smaller apartment. It was a typewritten nine-line note that an 8-year-old had written to his father. I had sent it to my papa, who had left earlier that year as he had taken a new job, while my mother organized the official household move to our new home.

I confess that I cannot remember the exact moment or …

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