Was and Is

For me, Daddy was:

• The carver of pumpkins and the trimmer of Christmas trees
• My Saturday morning cooking show and the grill master extraordinaire
• The doctor and pharmacist (Portuguese moonshine made any ailment better!)
• My own personal historian
• A pyromaniac who was lucky to have friends in high places
• A balladeer (especially after a few beers)
• My champion, even when I was in the wrong
• Always there for me and he always will be

For my children, Daddy is:

• The first one to change their diapers, as I was unable to stand up
• The originator of the Baby Face Eating Machine and the Tickle Wake Up Call
• The one they don't ask to stop singing
• The DJ for our family dance parties
• The bear hug giver (and when needed, the gentle belly rubber)
• The one who keeps my tendency to try and keep them babies in check
• Always there for them and always will be

(Note: I was unable to find a decent picture of my father and I as I don't have my wedding pictures loaded on my Mac and that is last decent picture of the two of us I remember being taken. But they exist and someday I will display them!)