I love my Dad. I like him a whole lot too. He is one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met. My Dad has a list of great qualities taller than he is.

I would say that he practices what he preaches. But the thing of it is…. he doesn’t preach. He simply does. He has always led by example.  Funny. Kind. Honest. Strong. Smart. Compassionate.   He is a good man, through and through.

Yesterday was my Dad’s Birthday. He was born in 1922. That makes him 89 years old…. and he has seen a lot in those years.

He grew up during the Depression. His family was pretty dang poor, and lived in about 15 different houses on the east side of Dayton, during his formative years.

Dad has a story or two about that…… he surely does.

He served the United States of America in WWII…… on the European Front. He is pretty wise about that experience. He has a story or two about those adventures too…..yes indeed.

My folks have been married more than 64 years.   They are still very much in love. Oh….. they have been through the thick and thin of it.  Seven children. Wouldn’t you know it…. he has a story or two about that as well.

Today we celebrated his 89 years. A lot to be thankful for and great cause for celebration.

We sang some songs from Mary Poppins…… while eating lemon bars & drinking strong coffee. I can’t think of too much that would have been better than that.

The world has changed a lot since 1922.  And I am very sure about one thing.  It is truly a much better place…. because of my Dad.