All i wanted, ever since i was a child was a father, someone to play baseball with. Someone to talk about cars with, all the things that my classmates talk about. i remember one day in the fifth grade, it was fathers day . Every one else was busy making a card or gift fo r their dad. The teacher came up to me and asked why i wasn't making anything and i said " i don't have anyone to give it to ... whats the point?", i remember she said i should make one anyway and save it , that someday i'll have someone to give it to. And now six years later i'm grateful to every god out their that i l istened to her.
HAPPY FATHERS DAY DAD!