I'm sorry. That was not very nice. Ok I'm not really that sorry. I am simply too proud. I just think that my dad is the BEST around.
He is good at the most random things, like riding a unicycle.
Or bending wire...one day he saw someone making all of these words, images and art- by bending wire. He went home, and within an hour emerged from his laboratory and said,"Here." Oh ya know, just discovering another talent within minutes...he made this croq based off of one of my sketches. Now she hangs out in my room. He just has the ability to figure anything out. And then be good at it. And then make it stronger, or larger, or more complex ;)
"I think I'll learn how to draw"
"I think I'll learn how to sew"
"I think I'll learn how to weld"
"I think I'll learn how to make steam engines from nothing"
"I think I'll make my own computer/rocking horse/sprinkler/dresser/metal fence/trellis/clock/150 lb christmas tree stand...."
Another great example of his coolness:
Anyone , "How the f.... do you know that?"
My Dad, "Oh, ya know, I read it in a book once. In any case..."
THE MAN DOES NOT FORGET. I'm not talking about forgetting the plot of a story or name of a character or something, (although he can easily recall those as well) I'm talking he remembers a book about astrophysics and rambles off some formula like it was his cell phone number. I can't remember what I had for breakfast. Or where my keys are. Or my phone.
He always encouraged my ridiculous imagination. When I was little he would patiently help me make miniature sized furniture out of random things for Stuart Little (because I insisted on recreating his home...) or turning weird nutshells and such into practical household items for fairies...[ insert snicker here].
As far as fashion goes, he always sticks to my mom's advice the classics.
He loves butterflies.
And cookies and milk.
OH YEAH and he's a genius. Ok, sorry I am exaggerating a little. Op, wait. No I'm not. The man is freak smart.
Most importantly, he has ALWAYS been there to support me.
There are no words that describe the love and respect I have for my dad, for what he does and for what he can do. He has taught me to be forever patient, dedicated, curious and compassionate. My Poppa Diddy Pop (as I affectionately call him), is the coolest guy around.
