On January 19, 2020, my 101 year-old father (Dee Molenaar, a well-known mountaineer) died. The year and a day that followed my father's death brought a pandemic, murder hornets, and an insurrection. It also brought incredible moments of beauty and kindness. In an effort to process Dad's passing, and the year that followed, I began combing through news stories, Facebook posts, and my own blog. I found moments that made me laugh out loud, and others...