A Few Things My Dad Did For Me:
Taught me how to swim.
Never 'let' me win at chess.
Bought me my very own C64 at a time when the kids I knew just didn't have personal computers, encouraged my love of puzzle games and math programs, and insisted I learn Basic.
Took away my C64 privileges when I decided it was more fun than applying myself at schoolwork.
Took me with him to the darkroom when he had an interest in amateur photography for a few years in the military...to this day the smell of a photo lab makes me sentimental.
Had the wackiest sense of humor of anyone I knew, and taught me not to take myself too seriously.
Spent weeks at a time coming home from a long day at work only to drive me all the way across town and sit long through the dinner hour in a rehearsal area when I decided I wanted to do community theatre instead of the high school play.
Always seemed to know when I needed a kick in the ass, or a lecture, and when I just really needed an understanding ear instead.
I couldn't have picked a better guy myself. I love you, Dad.