The Best Dad for Me

He is still changing with the times and making us laugh

That is my father, in the ‘60’s acting crazy with my brother. Not much has changed.

When God was doling out dads, he gave me a special model, one with flaws and an uncanny imagination, a man whose arm and family were broken, whose nerve was severed in surgery, who learned to become a lefty to survive.

This same fellow was the class clown. And still is.