Throughout my life there one person has always been there. Who was there, in the front row, for every basketball game, orchestra concert and cross country meet? Who was there when I graduated high school, college and graduate school? Who was there when I had a tumor and when my boyfriend got cancer and lost his leg? Who was there when I bought my first home and my water heater broke and my roof needed replacing? Who paid for it all by working a factory for 40 years, standing on his feet, without lunch breaks? My dad has always been there. But why do I love my dad? Because he visited me when I broke my foot on Valentine’s Day, because he cleaned the lintstuff out of my hairdryer (when I didn’t even know that was possible!), because he wiped my nose when I was little, because he tolerated my friends even when they were annoying and ridiculous, because he didn’t laugh when I learned to play the violin and because he never missed a cross country or swimming meet, basketball game or recital, parent/teacher conference or any other important date. Why do I love my dad? Because he’s the best and he always finds a way to love more than I ever thought possible! This year hasn’t been any different for him. This year is like every other. My dad is still there. Every day. For anything. For everything. Thank you, Dad. Why ELSE should you select my dad? Because he has HEART: he demonstrates affection, kindness, compassion, and daily expressions of love in both words and deeds. Because h

by: LyzaJo J