And what makes it so special?
This is a real easy one to answer.
I was six years old when my dad bought me a puzzle book. I can't remember the book but have a vague recollection of stick figures.
Each night after dinner we would sit together and solve a page of puzzles.
Doing puzzles with him was so much fun and my dad was so kind. He was the kindest man I ever knew.
Why is this so special? Because this was my time with dad - just him and me. After solving a page of puzzles, I always skipped to bed, I was so happy.
I love doing puzzles and I think it's because of those puzzles I did with dad as a six year old.
Over the years and right until he died, he and I often did puzzles together. Sudoku was our favourite, still is for me.
I narrated this story at his funeral because it is special to me.
Dad, someday when we meet again, we'll do those puzzles together.
Please share your memories.
