My dad (pictured) is not actually my biological father, but from this early age he loved me enough to adopt me and take care of me while going to grad school at Johns Hopkins. Now I’m the dad, even though I’m nowhere near as good at it as my dad was.
We’re pretty different, my dad and I… he’s a hard-working, successful scientist, and I’m a laid-back music teacher. But there’s some things we do have in common, like our faith and our love of truth and the outdoors. I bet my daughter will be different from me in lots of ways too, but that’s ok!
Those backpacks are great by the way, our little girl loves it and squeals when we take her out in it.
February 3, 2011