Father’s Day at Bridgeview Winery

This Father’s Day was a little extra special. It came just one week after my father’s 85th birthday. My father is actually my step-father, but my father none the less. My real father died almost 5 years ago at the age of 80. So to be celebrating with Glenn, my living father, is amazing.

He is in remarkable health, and does everything that he can to insure that my mother (81) and he stay as healthy as possible. For that, I am very grateful to him for his diligence. Neither one of them are facing any serious health issues, and for their age, it is most comforting.

There is an interesting story about my two fathers, my diseased father and my living father. They both served in WWll. Glenn served in the US Army and Bob in the US Navy. They were both in Indonesia near the Island of Noemfoor. Bob was on the USS Tennessee and Glenn was on the ground. It was the men aboard the Tennessee that were shelling the island to protect the men on the ground. The incredible thing is that neither of them knew each other that day. But life took them both through a swirling mass of synchronicity and they both wound up being my fathers.

We celebrated the event at a local winery in the town where he and my mother own their home together. My two sisters, Debra and Cynthia and my husband, Jim were also in attendance as was a few bottles of Bridgeview Winery’s finest Chardonnay and Muscat.

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