My dad!


We don't celebrate Father's Day in Europe. Well, not in the same sense we do here in the United States. There is a special day when Father's get to go on a hike and get drunk, but I really don't think that compares..... My dad is such a special man! We have so many things in common. We still go on daddy-daughter dates. Every time he comes to Utah we go to Las Vegas for a night. We always have such a blast! My dad is one of the hardest working people I know. My dad has always been willing to lend a helping hand. As a retiree he has discovered the joy in cooking and baking. He is quite the chef, always looking for new recipes. He is a nature lover. As a child we would have to go on Sunday walks...how I hated them- most of the time. But now, they are cherished memories. We still go on hikes. There is such a sense of achievement when you make it and you stand on the peak of a mountain. You truly feel like you are on top of the world. Dancing- my dad has always been my most favorite dancing partner. Our daddy-daughter dance at my wedding was a to a fast rock-n-roll. We have always been in sinc. I danced with him at Disneyland last year, just down Main Street. What a blast! We are both travelers, love to try new things, and simply love life. Growing up we would go on 2-3 week vacations together. He left for work extra early so he could be home at 4:30 every day. I don't think we knew how lucky we were. I feel so blessed to call him my dad! Papi, ich ha Di lieb! Und vermiss Di so!