He’s 75 today.
God, I love that man.
He taught me the joys of finding treasure in trash and collecting things. Fun things. Old things. He taught me to look you straight in the eye and to have a firm handshake upon being introduced. He taught me how to answer the phone and how to use chopsticks. He knows everything about everything. Seriously. He’s got the most gorgeous big brown eyes. He can’t sit still for a minute. From him, I got my love of music: folk, classical, Gilbert & Sullivan, Handel, and musical theatre.
He is WICKED smaht, totally handsome, and extremely clever.
Happy birthday, Dad!
I love you!