When I was growing up, my dad was a very stoic man. I can think of maybe 3-5 times I ever saw him weep or become emotional during the first 33 years of my life when I saw him on a regular basis. Then, when I was in my late 40's, after my mother's death, he became much more emotional. By 2005, two years before his death, he would weep very often. I remember my brothers and me talking about this.I've now entered that stage: I'll be talking to Ann, Joshie, Rob, or another friend or family member about something I read, heard, saw, or remembered, and I'm suddenly fighting tears or wailing like a baby.
