Tribute Part II: Dad
I love this picture of me and my dad. I was home from college for the summer and he flew me and my sister to Montague Island to walk on the beach and it was BEAUTIFUL! If I remember right this picture was taken while we were hurrying back to the plane so that we could make it over the island through that little pocket of blue sky you can see. Flying through clouds doesn't really scare my dad, but it scares me! I don't believe we have ever talked about it, but I think my dad's love language is quality time. He has always been good at inviting me to spend one on one time with him, whether it was going with him to a job site, flying, fishing, biking, helping build the airplane, or helping with a project around the house. He has never been pushy about it so when I was a moody teenager I never felt forced or smothered, but I always knew I was welcome to go hang out with my dad. I still feel that way when I'm around him. Dad has never been a flashy kind of guy.