To the man who raised me, taught me to play lacrosse, kayak, and stand up to high school boys. To the man who would always yell, "Go baby, go!" when I ran cross country and was at the back end of the race. To the man who held back my hair whenever I was sick. To the man who NOW treats me to fountain sodas at 7-11. To the man whom I would have gladly shared a birthday with, I was just a little eager to get out (sorry dad). To the man who gave me my love of a good snickers bar.... HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
Dad's second visit to Washington on top of Hurricane Ridge...
Dad and I at our final Chi Omega Parents Weekend...
Dad with the Maevester - a little bit like a mini-me
Dad and his headlamp with the Maevester... She LOVES her Doc!
The man is 69 years of age and still going strong!
And just a little side note, for pictures of my birthday extravaganza, go to Beth's blog because she so kindly captured the night for me. Thanks to all of the VQ-1 ladies who helped me celebrate and enjoy the big 2-5 despite Kenny being gone. And don't you fret, that great hubby of mine threw me a fabulous pre-deployment/bday celebration that included hiking, a decorated house, steamed shrimp dinner, favorite bottle of pinot grigio, and ice cream cake! AND A BRAND NEW GUITAR!
(Please excuse the less than glamorous lighting. It is hard to take a picture of one's self with a guitar!)
So Happy Birthday Dad! And thanks for all of the birthday wishes!!!!
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