This is a photo of my dad, Roger, and me. Even then I adored my dad. I still do. I think much of my personality has been genetically passed on to me from my dad. Unfortunately, some of the physical genetic traits, I have received as well. The "solid" build, the McKendrick hips and thighs, etc. But to the important stuff....He's a people person. He knows how to make people smile and everyone loves my dad. He should have his own show, Everbody Loves Roger. Ha! Back in high school, people loved coming over to my house because my dad always joked around with them. Those are such good memories. My dad may not have acquired great wealth in this life. That seems to be the measure of men's success in our culture. My dad made his baby girl feel special. He makes me laugh. He sometimes doesn't know the right words to comfort me, but he tries. He gives good hugs and he says he loves me. I know he means it.
So, this blog entry is a tribute to Roger. Love you dad!
