My Dad

Now let us talk about my Dad. Where to even begin? I love my Dad. He is (I am convinced) a genius. You can literally ask him about ANY subject and he can give you at least a brief summery of how it works.
You can give him the most random inanimate object and within minutes he can write you a song that rivals anything on nick jr.
I remember testing him with cow pies. And he wrote a song that has stuck with me to this day.
This is just an example of how he made my childhood fun. Everything was a chance for adventure to my Dad, we would often travel with his work and during our long road trips we would play games and sing songs to make the time fly. Singing with my Dad is by far one of my fondest childhood memories. It was these many sessions that established my love for singing and proved to be fairly efffective singing lessons. He taught me how to find the harmony to any song, the importance of blending and breath control.
And let's not forget karaoke! (by far one of my favorite hobbies). My dad can walk into a joint pick any song, sing it and he has a standing ovation. His voice is so beautiful, much like Ricky Valley he can hit notes that not many people would even try.
When most men would take time for themselves playing golf or various other activities my dad chose his family. We were always together as a family and I can contribute that to my Father. It was priority to him and for that I will always be grateful.
I love my Dad and am so grateful to have one who loves me the way he does. He is a Pastor now and is leading his flock the way he led our family. With wisdom strength and love. There aren't enough men like my dad in the world, if there were it would be a much much better place.