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.
I am so grateful for all the things my Dad has taught me. He has taught me to be tough and not take crap from no one. He taught me to love football especially the Cowboys and if the Cowboys are losing well then cheer for the Broncos. Sorry Dad I love the Cowboys and you will never catch me cheering for the Broncos. Guess that's why you had Jeremy. Dad taught me that the crazier your outfit the better. Work hard and play harder, and no matter how excited you are to go on vacation we aren't leaving until the house is spotless and the driveway and street have been sprayed down. Have pride in what you do even if you can't see if from my house. The Church is true and Heavenly Father loves us and hears and answers our prayers.
If you can claim this then you do have the blessing of having the Greatest Dad in the world. I know I do. Love you to eternity Dad!!