Dad
This week has been so crazy. I was up all night thinking about my dad and trying to brain storm on the good things he did during my childhood. As children we were scared of him, so it's easy to go into all the negative stuff and stay there. But I was lying in bed thinking about how he worked every day and almost never called in sick. I was thinking about how he would become a totally different person when we went to the coast every year and would make breakfast for all of us outside on his green Coleman gas stove. I was thinking about how he taught us to fish and was incredibly patient with that job. I thought about how he kept my bike tires and Gina's bike tires inflated and how he built my bike from an old bike that was my oldest brothers. He painted it green attached a banana seat, a flag a basket and a radio. I was thinking about how he let us sit in the old cars he reworked and showed us how to do things in the shop like making glasses ou...