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You cried tears of joy with me when I found out I got my dream job.

You make me laugh.

You fix things...like EVERYTHING. Home and car repair is your superpower!

You drive (!) and fly from New Orleans to Philadelphia to visit your girls like it's a trip to the corner grocery without batting an eye.

You send us King Cakes at Mardi Gras, bring beignet mix in your suitcase, and Community Coffee in your carryon so we never have to be without a taste of our Native New Orleans.

You text me "Who Dat!" on Sundays in autumn. We're a cross-country two-person Saints fan club.

You heard me mention my obsession with Morganite on air once, and bought the piece I was presenting as a Christmas gift...as though it were no big deal (that's a huge deal, btw).

You're a better grandpa to Gabby than I ever could have hoped for. She loves you so much.

You're my financial advisor.

You leave packs of gum on Gabby's pillow before you head back to the airport every time you visit. I can hear her giggle downstairs when she finds them every time.

You don't know this, but when you visit I sleep better. When Superman is in the house, what's there to worry about??

You worked over 40 years at the same job. Amazing.

You kick my tail at Words With Friends...but I suspect you let me win every once in a while. Thanks, Dad.

Most of all, you give me infinite reasons to be grateful on Father's Day. I reflect on them here and now, but I hope you know a day doesn't go by that I don't give thanks for the miracle that is you. I love you dad!

Oh, and there's this leaky faucet...so maybe next time you come up you can take a look? ;-)

 Here we are in front of my parent's super-cool groovy van. Is that sodapop in my bottle?? Don't answer that.

Dad pays us a visit every couple of months from New Orleans, and is so obliging every time by posing for selfies...here we are right before I hand over the massive Daddy-Do List. Did I mention he's a mean Mr.-Fix-It?

 He's not only a wonderful Dad, but World's Best Grandpa! Gabby counts down the days until he comes up north to visit his girls.

I went to New Orleans this past Christmas to visit Dad and his two brothers. We are SUCH a serious bunch. Ha!

Dad took his girls on a Disney cruise a year ago. He dotes on Gabby so much, and she counts down the days until she can see her grandpa.

Speaking of that Disney cruise, Dad got picked out of the audience to participate in a Tarzan-impression contest. I think he did so well because of all the years of hollering at me to clean my room?

Happy Father's Day Dad!

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