Happy Belated Father’s Day 💗

June 27, 2015

Hi everyone!!  It’s been a little while.  I caught a nasty virus in London and have spent my first 10 days in Florida getting over it.  It’s nice in a sense because I have spent most of my time home with my dad. I just turned 40, but it’s amazing that he still manages to make me feel 12 as soon as I walk in the door.  “I picked up your almond milk, honey,” or “I’ve been getting the house ready for you,” are his usual welcoming words.

My dad is an interesting fellow.  Someone should write a book about him.  He is a symbol of the Anerican dream, an idea I think rarely exists anymore.  He has worked hard for everything he has. He was born a sharecropper’s son in the cotton fields of Mississippi (thus the green thumb).  One of twelve children, he worked his father’s fields often missing school in the process.  It was in those moments he yearned for education.

A run away at the age of 13 (too long a story), he worked with one goal in mind, to get his education.  After four years of service in the Marines, he took advantage of the G.I. Bill and began studying .  He studied at one of the most prestigious schools in the U.S., Columbia University.

To say he has lived the dream is an understatement.  He came from nothing, educated himself, raised a family and became a successful businessman.  I couldn’t be more proud of my dad.  Happy Father’s Day ❤