HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DADDY!!!!
Now for a little stroll down memory lane with me and my daddy…
Wasn’t he a handsome young brute? Oh… and I was pretty darn cute, too. May 1983.
Playing at Layton park… maybe 1985?
(skip a few years because I have limited access to pictures right now)
This picture is from the annual confetti-egg fight on Easter… maybe 2003? I apologize for my hair but my dad is awesome, as always.
My college graduation 2006.
My dad is the kindest, hardest working, most intelligent, most spiritual, calm, funny, patient man I know. He is a perfect example to me. He says out-of-the-blue things at dinner like “Butter is the enemy. Please pass the enemy.” He is just down-right good and I love him.
Here’s to a happy birthday, dad!
P.S. You get the first ever birthday shout-out on my blog… now that’s special!