It was the perfect day for him. My Dad is a man who lives for his family, and so my sister and I, our two hubby’s, the three little girls, and my Mom spent the day showering him with some ‘ol fashion love and adoration – we got him a shiny new BBQ for the occasion and the boys built it while the grandbabies – including Miss Dee! – distracted my Dad in the eight man tent he pitched in the backyard for Eva and Lo to camp out in. We ate, we swam, we laughed, and we celebrated 60 years of the greatest Dad I could ever have hoped to have. He gave me his eyes, his sense of humor, his values, and his heart. {It’s a big heart though. There’s plenty to go around.} He would give me the whole world if he could, and he’s one of the best friends I’ve ever had. Happy Birthday, Dadn. I love you.
