Many will say I have the greatest Dad ever. But none will be truer said than my Dad.. I will tell you why. Can you claim that your Dad rescued you from Sasquatch? I can. Legend has it that one night as my Dad was taking out the trash while working at the Circle K he found me and Sasquatch in the trash can. He felt so bad for me that he traded his shoes for me. I think he got the best side of the deal. Can you claim that your Dad was the best quarter back in high school, could play basket ball like a Harlem Globe Trotter, or got an Orange heart while serving in the war?. I can! Well at least that's what he would tell us when we were growing up. Did your dad make up crazy games like, Guess how much money is in my hat and I'll give it to you? See how far the tape measure would go out before it would break? If you got it right you got a Dairy Queen. Did your Dad have a neighbor hood baseball game in front of the house all summer? If you caught a fly ball you got a dairy queen. If you could pop his big toe, you got a treat.
Did your Dad turn into Santa's elf at Christmas time? For as long as I can remember Dad would get goodies and have us deliver them ding dong ditch style on random peoples houses during the Christmas season. It wasn't until last October while visiting Jesse in Delaware and reminiscing did we realize that he was doing that because when I was 6 my Dad was diagnosed with cancer. It was a really hard time for my family as Dad was the bread winner for our family and was suddenly unable to work. I remember many times coming home and having dinner brought to us by church members or Christmas presents left mysteriously left on our door step. During this time my Dad's truck was stolen with all his work tools with it. It left him totally devastated. Our ward did a ward yard sale and took that money and bought him new tools to help get him back on his feet. I know this really touched our family in more ways than can be said.