I am late posting this like I am doing most things.   If you don’t know my dad, let me introduce him.  There are several words that describe him - fun, crazy, loving.  Actually, he loves to have fun & act crazy.  You get the idea.  

Memories I have of him are:

• Sitting in the driveway waiting on him to get home from work so he could take me for driving lessons
• Park his pickup at work so the crabapples would fall in bringing home treat for neighborhood kids
• Playing the electric organ like he was Liberace or the creature from Phantom of the Opera
• Letting me stand on his feet as we danced in the living room to Herb Albert & the Tijuana Brass - my dad LOVES to dance
• Always has a project going - I guess that is where I get the love of building from
• He HATES mustard
• When he coached little league, he would go all over town to pick up his players so they could be at practice
• He knows all the words to the movie "Dumb & Dumber"
• He thinks he is a pirate
• He loves his family & we love him.

Now a shout out to my husband who is a great dad.  They say you marry someone like your dad.  All I can say about Gregg & my dad is they both have sacrificed & worked hard for the families that they love.  And they love to discuss (argue) things with each other.  Happy Father’s Day to the man who always loved to have his kids run out the front door when he got home from work saying "Daddy! Daddy!".  That is always been the only thing he has asked in return - for his family to love him.