my dad

My husband likes to poke fun at me about a few things I've saved over the years. Several of them relate to my dad. One of them is a candy bar wrapper. I was a teenager and I was off to EFY or something, and my dad slipped a giant candy bar into my suitcase. Another is a twenty dollar bill that is folded like a bird. It was a creative way of sending me money on my mission, but I could never bring myself to spend it. Ever since I was a little girl, my dad would fold paper (usually in church) in creative ways to keep me entertained. I've also saved little notes he wrote -- usually simple, telling me he loved me or inviting me to one of his killer French toast breakfasts. He is a gentle giant who loves nature, 8 tracks, books on most subjects, making things with his hands, and kids. He was always quietly kind, inspiring me in many ways just by sheer fact that he loved me and spent time with me. What a great dad.