
So today is Father’s Day, and as a couple of young men, we definitely both owe a lot to our respective dads. Brendan and I are both products of a rare family unit in this day and age: that is, our parents were together, and played a very active part in our childhood development. Personally, I was always more in to skateboarding, music, and fashion type stuff, while my dad was always building cars, models, gardens, workshops, basically anything that could be built with two hands and some schematics. Heck, he designed and helped build the house I grew up in. And he’s a pilot, not a contractor. My dad taught me a lot of things, but what stands out most is his ridiculous work ethic and his mantra that idle hands were boring hands. When he wasn’t working to support the family or on his own projects, you could find him volunteering in the community, be it with the fire department for the last 20 years, or a cub leader when I was young’n (don’t make fun, I had hella badges). Even though I’m not headed down a similar career path or necessarily enjoy the same pastimes, it’s the intrinsic values and moral fortitude that he passed down to me that remain the important stuff. Anyway, the point is today is the day to give props to your dad if he deserves it. I wish I could be on the other side of the country right now, watching Bill blow the competition away at the annual Father’s Day car show with his baller hand-rebuilt TR6. Here’s to you dad.
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