I’ve spent today eating an English breakfast at a Belgian joint, followed by German beer at an Irish pub and finally just finished Japanese...all at the most French city in Canada. But hey Go America!! Happy 4th y’all.
He always told me I’d end up like him one day and it always scared the hell out of me. Now I couldn’t be more proud to see him show up in me every day. I got more from him in 22 years than most get in a lifetime. I love you dad, and miss you every day. Happy Father’s Day.