Recently, my dad sold his house and in the midst of helping him pack we came across heaps of old photos...some that made us laugh so hard and some that made us cry. In honor of my dear ol' Dad on Father's Day here are a few of the favorites.
What a bunch of weirdos!
At the ripe old age of 50 my dad fell in love with skiing and forever changed the path of our lives. Spending every single free second on the mountain. I owe everything to this love affair.
* And this one too.
But art has always been his true passion. As a kid, I spent hours in his studio watching him bring blank canvases to life with his paint brush and transforming lumps of clay and steel into abstract masterpieces.
It's crazy the way his face morphs into my brothers... *ah genetics.
We even found proof that my dad killed that mustache and short shorts look way before it hit hipster-ville. 👨
Happy Father's Day! We ❤️You!