In Memory of Michael Turo

Ithaca, New York

Two years this July, I lost my wonderful father. He raised me, so I took it very hard. At the beginning of autumn following the one-year anniversary of his death, many memories of my dad flooded into my mind. Fall is hunting season in our area. The smell of the fresh air, strong coffee and crisp leaves made my heart ache for his presence. I had always felt that a sign from him would ease my pain. One day I was walking my kids to the bus stop, and while approaching my car, I spotted what appeared to be a tiny leaf stuck to the driver’s side window. While leaning in to remove it, I discovered it was the smallest red cardinal feather I had ever encountered! My heart swelled instantly as it felt like a true sign from my daddy letting me know he was with me. I was so overwhelmed with gratitude. The feather will always remain with me in a crystal jewelry box engraved with my name on the silver lid … a gift from my father.

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