My dad spent Father's Day happily starting a new home improvement project.

When I asked what he was building, he said, 'A bigger storage shed for all the tools I bought for the *last* project I started!'

My dad always said he could fix anything with a wrench and a little elbow grease.

But the truth is, his real superpower was always fixing my bad days with his terrible jokes and a quiet, knowing hug.

My dad said he didn't need anything for Father's Day.

Ten minutes later, I found him in the garage, 'just finishing up' a project he started back when I was in elementary school.

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.