Following in His Footsteps…Er, Tire Tracks

routeMy dad was my first hero. Actually, he’s my last hero, too.

From the first baseball he threw me to the last breath I saw him take, I never thought, “Oh, there’s no reason to ask Dad about this – he won’t have any idea.”

Sure, objectively I knew – and still know – there were things he might not be capable of doing, but there was never anything that seemed outside his purview. If I asked, he could always direct me to the answer. And, most often, that meant showing me how to do it himself. Playing guitar, driving a car, whatever – I always looked to him to show me how it was done.

That’s what this ride is going to be – my dad showing me how it’s done. It probably won’t be the last time, either.

This is going to be quite a ride.


One Response to Following in His Footsteps…Er, Tire Tracks

  1. Damian says:

    That is awesome! Safe travels.

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