THE SMALL SPACE WHERE THE SIDEWALK ENDS

My father&rsquo,s love for us showed, even when hewas at his lowest. He gave fatherhood his all.His drinking was understood to be his escapefrom the wounds of World War II, while losinghis Christian wife and mother of his seven youngchildren to cancer. He kept his promise to her tokeep all of them together and to carry on in life.My father has since passed, but I will never forgetthe life lessons taught on Dart Street where I livedin a small SPACE between where the sidewalkbegan, and where the sidewalk ends_,