My old man taught me the value of good honest work and I will forever be grateful.
Good story, Dan
I'm happy and proud to say that I owe my dad gratitude for the same thing.
He's been gone thirteen years now, but I still feel as if he's looking over my shoulder. I frequently wonder what he would do in a situation, and what he would think of how I'm handling it.
I can only hope that my kids will have the same lasting thoughts of me.