Me, bottom right, at ten years of age with my family in October 1963, two years after the death of my father. To fatherless children whose hearts are hurting on Father's Day, know that you are not alone. You are in my heart, and there is great love for you here. When I look into your face I see beauty, and I see your tremendous suffering. I understand what it is like for you, occasion by occasion, to know your father more by his absence than his presence. I know what it feel