Happy Father’s Day

I remember when my Dad:

Drove me to Little League three times a week and helped me work on my pitching motion every day after school.

Worked three jobs so that we could buy a house, which explained why he was always tired.

Installed all the wiring when the church put in its pipe organ.

Bought me a violin for $350, which was a lot of money in 1965.

Quit smoking, for his sake and ours, when the Surgeon General issued the first warning on cigarettes.

Gave me the family car when I learned how to drive.

Hope you had a great Father’s Day, Dad.
---Your grateful son