To all you dads out there.
Salutations to my pop, a good father, a good provider, a good teacher, and the original Rock of Gibraltar. A man who taught me to guard my reputation like most guard their wallet. A man who taught me that a man's word is his bond, and that, even if you have nothing else you still have your integrity.
Thanks pop for teaching me the value of a job well done. For instilling in me the satisfaction of "doing it right" - even when it doesn't show. For understanding that conscience is the little voice that compels you to do the right thing even when no one is watching.
Thanks for having patience with me as I stumbled and blundered my way through life. Thanks also for the gentle reminders about the value of humility.
I'm proud to have been a part of your life.