A big birthday shout to Dad, who's 65 today.
AWESOME!
Here we are at Kennedy Space Center in 1973:
I've grown an inch or two, and no longer wear pink shorts.
Dad still digs rockets, though he's retired from teaching hormone-addled middle schoolers about them. Now he travels and reads and swims and cooks and dances and drives voters to the polls. And shovels snow and ice, as he had just finished doing when I talked to him this morning. Hard core.
For a fairly embarrassing photo retrospective, click here.
AWESOME!
Here we are at Kennedy Space Center in 1973:
I've grown an inch or two, and no longer wear pink shorts.
Dad still digs rockets, though he's retired from teaching hormone-addled middle schoolers about them. Now he travels and reads and swims and cooks and dances and drives voters to the polls. And shovels snow and ice, as he had just finished doing when I talked to him this morning. Hard core.
For a fairly embarrassing photo retrospective, click here.
2 ate pie:
Yay for tough dads who shovel snow! ;)
Hear, hear!
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