As always on Father’s Day, I repost an article about my dad I wrote in 1997 for the San Francisco Chronicle. Dad died 7 years later. Although not a man of many words, he always made an impression. I’d say my family was like a modern day Walton’s. No John Boy or Mary Ellen, but still a close knit bunch. Yep, I was one of the lucky ones. So today I pay tribute to the funny and easy going man I had the great fortune to call Dad. Here’s Remembering Dad.