Happy Father's Day!

I've started this post several times, but I think I am finally going to finish it. Sunday, as the celebration of Father's Day commenced, I was here, 200 miles away from my dad. I don't think my dad knows how much I love and appreciate him. Last week, when my car was trying to cause me to stroke out, he jumped in the car after a long day of work, and drove up here to help me. If I'm ever in any kind of bind, my dad will bend over backwards trying to figure out how to help me. He is a compasionate, loving, God-fearing man, who I look up to. I love my daddy so much. Happy Father's Day, Pop!