Happy Birthday Pop

My dad turned 60 a few days ago. I still think of him as the man with dark hair in his thirties running behind my brothers while they learned to ride their bikes without training wheels. It is very odd to think of him as a grandfather, or rather, old enough to be a grandfather.

My whole family got together this weekend to celebrate and watch old home movies. Rope swinging into the Frio river, water skiing in Mathis Lake, cheerleading tryouts, gymnastics, tennis lessons, family vacations, Christmases, etc...It was nice to have everyone together for a stroll down memory lane.

I always tell people that my dad is the biggest kid I know. He has the soul of a child. When one of the grandkids want to do something playful, he's the first one to volunteer. I ran across this quote by Tom Stoppard, and it sums up my dad: “If you carry your childhood with you, you never become older.”

Happy Birthday, Pop. Love you!!!