It had taken me five years to gather the courage to put this thing together. I lied to myself and thought I was ready. I’d converted the wedding video, hauled thirty VHS tapes to school and scanned through all of the footage. I’d loaded up each segment of my father’s life into pretty little categories: Dad, Grandpa, Family, Friends. Each with its own neat chapter on the DVD menu partitioning his life.
Jim Walsh died … Read More…
