Happy Birthday, Dad

Today is my dad's birthday, and in his honor, I thought I should re-publish the essay that was really the impetus to begin blogging again, which I wrote in his honor:  You Can Always Fry Eggs in Missoula, Montana (or, as Bob Hammarberg insists, You Can Always Sling Hash in Missoula, Montana -- but I'm pretty sure he's wrong!)

Happy Birthday Daddy!