He was a Rooter of the Underdog, A Laugh-Until-You-Crack-Me-Up Enthusiast, My HBO-Watching Buddy, The Remote-Control Master, The I’m-Broke-Right-Now-Can-You-Help-Me-Out-Financier, The Bucket List Adventurer, The Random-Acts-of-Kindness Missionary, The Häagen-Dazs Hogger, and The Wingman to My Dreams.
My Dad … the fierce adventurer who couldn’t swim very well but often jumped into the deep end of my uncle’s pool with, no floaties, just to prove that anything is possible if you’ve got heart and guts lived an unfinished life. He died of Interstitial Lung Disease in 2010 at the age of 62. But I carry his spirit on my shoulders in everything I do and with every adventure I jump into … he’s there.
So in attempt to keep his spirit alive, here are a few stores I’d like to share.
Remembering Dad: Chito 7 Pantalones and His Samsonite Briefcase
Dad … The Filet Mignon of My Life
Boxes, Turkeys, Thanksgiving and My Dad
My Dad, The Super Bowl and a Dirty Kitchen
It Was a Good Laugh … It Had to Be
Christmas Tree Auctions, The Denny’s Tree and My Dad
Seven Days, Two Guats, Twelve Boxes, and My Dad’s Taxes
Party of Two: My Dad, The Oscars, Nachos and Me
Black With Two Sugars, and Guatemalan Water Slides
Color Cash and Dad, Jalopy Junction and Son
Celebrating My Dad … With a Small Latte and a Box of Betty Crocker
Aisle 19, The Long-Lost Cookies and My Dad
Turkey, Man Hands and Remembering My Dad
The Hanging-Out Phase of The Flu, My Dad, and The Fighter
Thanks HBO For a Refresher on My Eastwood Education
No Blue Bowling Bag, But Plenty of High Fives and Cakes
My Dad, The Mental Diet, and The Lieutenant Dan Phase
Thinking of My No.1 Fan on Father’s Day
My Dad’s Waterfalls and Keep On Clucking
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