Today, March 17, 2020, is my dad’s birthday. Philip B. Craig would be 99 years old today. He passed away 13 years ago and I still miss him. He was the dominant figure in my life and I still occasionally think, “I wish Dad could see how his grandchildren are doing or meet my grandchildren. He would be very proud.”
He lived through a time of unrest and uncertainty in his lifetime with the Great Depression and World War II. He might have some insight into a time when hope and faith were tested and the nation was threatened from within and without. We always think that we are unique and special, but things have a way of repeating themselves throughout history.
I am about to begin a course in Art Appreciation at Troy University. It normally happens in-person, but because of the threat of the COV-19 Virus, we are holding it online. It is new to me and my students, but the search for beauty and truth in art will be worthwhile whether it takes place in discussion or on a computer screen. It feels weird to move something online that I have done in the classroom for about 17 years. I can never count on being comfortable in my occupation. There is always uncertainty. Dad was always concerned about me and my career choice. He would tell me,” I don’t understand what you are doing, but I support you.”
Anyway, in these words, I am sending a big THANK YOU to Phil Craig for his love and care for me and the family.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day,