MY DAUGHTER KEPT GETTING FREE ICE CREAM FROM THE SAME TRUCK — THEN THE DRIVER HANDED HER A NOTE AND SAID, “MAKE SURE YOUR MOM READS THIS.”

Either way, thank you for letting me hand your daughter an ice cream. Those were the best two weeks I’ve had in twenty-five years.

— Dad (Walter)”

I sat in my kitchen and I did something I hadn’t done since I was a girl.

I called my mother.

And I asked her the question I’d never once thought to ask, because why would you question a dead father.