He dreams like a child who believes that anything is possible. If you ever have a couple hours to talk about the biggest picture and pie in the sky dreams...look no further then MY POP. I often wonder if I will or when I marry (being optimistic) if I will find a couple of his traits. They say you marry a version of your father...if that is the case then I will be one very lucky girl. When I was a teenager he was best know for being the friend to all my guy friends and the one who introduced me to Wrestle-Mania and the Hulk-a-mania; we watched the very first one on paid per view when I was 11. He taught me how to drive at 13 in a parking lot many late nights after cleaning. He also spoiled me with industrial vacuum cleaners and floor machines that buff out the meanest of stains. Now I can seem to settle with just a hoover or mop/floor steamer...thanks POP.
Most of all he taught me to keep talking about your dreams as if they will be a reality one day and why not if you believe hard enough. POP...is the greatest man I know and always will be.
BIG LOVE to MY POP!
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