I Was My Father's Daughter After All
Category: FIFTY
Because of our dad's lightning-quick reflexes, my sister and I nicknamed him "Cowboy Cohen." Though his oversized Chevy Bel Air wasn't very nimble, he drove it like it was a bronco pony. No matter the weather, he was the rodeo rider, the riskttaker, the free spirit.
By Lisa Meritz, ContributorMarketing Communications Consultant/Writer, 2014-06-16