What can I say about my dad, who turned 90 yrs old today, that I haven’t said a thousand times before? Although it’s redundant, THANK YOU DAD.
For literally choosing to become my father
For giving me three more sisters
For helping me with my math homework
For teaching me how to ride a bike, although you couldn’t yourself!
For teaching me how to swim, although you couldn’t yourself! (I hope this doesn’t become a theme LOL)
For teaching me to drive, Phew! Very glad you DID do this one!
For the late-night/early-morning runs to the emergency room, throughout the years that I suffered from a terrible stomach
For working, three jobs at a time, to assure that your family had what was needed… and then some!
For hundreds of hours of jigsaw puzzles, board games, and cards.
For Tuesday night fireworks at Coney Island, complete with corn on the cob!
For afternoon drives to get a frozen custard on a cone
For summer day trips to the beach
For Saturday morning bowling
For Sunday trips to the Automat
For weekend barbecues
For a pool in our yard
For the sacks of White Castle burgers taken to the park
For Summer vacations in Vermont
For a lifetime of glorious Christmas’ and holidays
For patiently building complicated toys
For teaching me what it means to be a man of your word
For a half a million awfully bad “dad jokes” Alexander Tuesday?!!
For going to work sick, because we needed the day’s pay
For filling our home with the music of Jimmy Roselli
For surrounding our home with glorious flower gardens
For mowing the grass while I went to the beach
For weekend breakfasts in bed
For setting my bully teacher straight (That’s right, take that Mr. Spatz! How did it feel to get down on your knees to apologize in the crowded school auditorium?
For 20 years of working side-by-side
For being my most trusted ear
For always being proud of me
For building my confidence
For being my biggest cheerleader
For moving to Florida because I did
For being my best friend
For more things than could possibly be listed here
For being… my dad
Happy birthday, dad. I love you beyond words.
Thank you, God, for the privilege of still having my father well into my sixties.