Happy 54th Birthday, Ba.
The picture has nothing to do with my dad, but I liked it, so here it is. To my grumpy, sometimes frustratingly stoic, slightly chauvinistic, entrepreneurial-hearted, pot-of-gold-obsessed, bad with words, dessert-loving, rock and roll-enjoying, weird sense of humor, antisocial, ever experimenting, strange decision making, impulsive-buyer-extraordinaire, hard working to a fault papa: we don't always get along or know how to communicate, but I appreciate (almost) everything you do, and hope I can help make your life easier soon. Thanks for always trying to impart wisdom (usually unwanted), taking care of the family, and loving us in your own convoluted way.
I am and always will be, albeit secretly, a Daddy's Girl.