Happy Father's Day to my Dad. Yes, I admit I'm a spoiled daddy's girl. He does his best to provide me with everything I need or just want. He used to go on many business trips and always brought me something back. One time, I think from Denver, he brought back on the plane with him a life size Papa Smurf. I bet that got a few looks, lol. I can say he was strict enough for me to never consider sneaking out my easily accessible bay window as a teenager but generous enough to teach me about the joy of giving. We are alot alike in that we are few on words, think over things too much at times, have a humorous wit and we are both genetically earmarked. I love you, Dad.
