Remembering dad

Yesterday it was my father's birthday. A few memories came up distinctly. One that came up uppermost was thanks to my son's blog 
 My father taught me to remember that there were 'angels' on earth who have helped us sometime somewhere in our life's journey. He would speak of his bachelor days when he had starved and lived on black coffee because he did not want to burden his brothers. But it was miraculous when his second older brother would send him a parcel of goodies. The relief; the mitigation of hunger - I would see my father's eyes tear up. He remained grateful to many in his life's journey. And I am glad he taught me by being the role model.