A quick note on Father’s Day. Yeah, this day is supposedly partially for me (thanks, Kellie, for giving me some time to do some things, including watch Rice in the College World Series this afternoon). But I would be remiss without saying thank you to my own dad.
Whether it’s chasing me around a marathon course (in your car, of course) or spending some time with your grandsons, you’re there for us. I cannot begin to tell you everything you have taught me over the years (other than calculus - I was on my own there), and I’m sure there is still much to learn. But my 39 years so far have been a blessing, and I’m glad that you’ve been my dad for that.
Now, if I had only listened to you during your attempts to get me interested in different sports, I might have a modicum of talent somewhere. But don’t be too down about that. I still enjoy it, even with my athletic limitations. (I’m thinking I’m really geeked about the baseball today.) Thank you for caring and doing all that you do, and know that a part of you always goes with me.
And your turn with this day is coming soon, Uncle Dennis…
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