My dad is awesome.
I appreciate him more with each passing year.
My dad is a sailor. He has owned one sailboat or another as long as I have lived. We have had the joy of drifting over the water, gazing at the sunset and moving with the wind.
My dad is a classic rock aficionado. He instilled in me an early love for good music.
My dad is an engineer. He worked for the same company for nearly 40 years.
My dad is retired. My dad and mom have been to the beaches in Belize and Hawaii this year. I’m so happy for them.
My dad is kind and generous.
My dad is grounded and balanced. A Libra.
My dad is subtle. He is not the life of the party, but he has a quiet humor you have to pay attention to get.
My dad is patient. Unbelievably patient. Miraculously patient.
My dad is understanding and open-minded.
My dad is simply wonderful. And today is his 63rd birthday. So I thought I’d write this in lieu of sending him a coffee mug via Amazon.com that says World’s Best Dad. (Even though he is.)
Happy birthday, Dad! Thanks for being you.