I have the best Dad. Period. I could go on and on about why, what he has done for me, my brothers and sisters and the community. But that isn’t what really matters. Growing up, he wasn’t around as much as we would like since he flew SAC in the Air Force and had tours of duty in Guam and Vietnam. But when he was around, he was present. Present with his strong values and never ending support. No questions asked. He didn’t always like what we did or the choices we made. And trying to figure out why he objected was impossible or painful. Best way to get Dad to talk about anything is to give him a couple beers and don’t ask direct questions; must be his Scandinavian roots.
So today – Thank you Dad for being present. Thank you for instilling good values in me. Thank you for putting our family first. Thank you for being the “rock” through hard times.