I asked my dad what his perfect Father's Day morning would be

and he said 'waking up to a quiet house, a full tank of gas in the lawn mower, and no one asking me to fix anything'

My dad insists his BBQ isn't just a cooking appliance.

He calls it a 'precision meat delivery system' that requires at least three separate thermometers and a spirit level.

My dad always claimed he could 'sleep anywhere,' which usually meant falling asleep on the couch five minutes into a movie he *insisted* we all watch together.

But looking back, those were some of my favorite moments. Because even when he was dozing, he was still there, quietly making sure we knew he was right where he wanted to be.

My dad's garage is so well-organized, he can find anything in it

except his social life