It's 2013 (first off, how did that happen?) and I've decided I don't want to stop my thanks to Dad posts, so this will continue (sorry if you hate them people, but it's helping me a ton as I work through the idea of losing him).
So today, I am thankful to my dad for all of the colorful new words I learned from him growing up as I listened to him working in his shop, fixing things around the house or even working in the yard. My vocabulary would be missing many, many words if not for Dad.
Letters to My Dad: Sharing memories of my dad, the strongest and healthiest man I know, while he battles pancreatic cancer.
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