63 years ago today…

…my Dad was born.

You don’t often realize as you get older, that your parents are getting older as well. Part me still sees my dad as the guy teaching me to ride a bike in our backyard, pushing me along as I ride over gumball after gumball. I managed to finally ride that bike all on my own, and the rest, as they say, is history. 🙂

Thanks, Dad, for helping me ride that bike and always being there to help push me along at the right times.