Looking back at growing up in South Florida we where like the Cleavers with a good Tan.  I realize now how hard my father worked and how important his family was to him.  There was never a weekend that went by that we did not spend it at Kings Bay Country Club either on the tennis courts or at the pool. (now it is just a memory of what once was in South Florida)  

                                    (My Dad with his L&M Reds playing with me pool side with my Mom)

Isn't amazing the older I get the wiser my Dad becomes?  Now that I am father myself I really can appreciate everything my dad has done and continue's to do for me.

These are just some of best memories growing up with my Dad

• Going to Dixie Flynn Ribs (was the best place for ribs in Miami)
• Getting me that special Bat that had the feature that made me hit the ball (ok so it was a little lie)
• Driving all Night to make sure he saw my little league Baseball Game
• Playing Battle Ship  (some how he always won)
• Making sure we always had a family vacation.
• The Cabin in North Carolina (Sugar Mountain)
• Cooking Hot Dogs on the Grill and never taking off the wrappers.   (Yes this was not good idea)
• Wearing a Cowboy Hat  on the airplane back from his trip to Dallas, Texas for me
• Not letting me in the House when I came back from College with my ear pierced
• Help me buy my first car and watch him negotiate it for me.
• Always being their for me know matter what my problems have been.

I am very lucky to have my parents living so close to me in Palm Beach Gardens.  I know my son has truly bonded with my Father.

So on this Fathers Day.  I just wanted to thank my Father for always being their for me.