Dad Over Coffee 1

Dad Over Coffee 1
Originally uploaded by william benton

This is my father.

My earliest memory of my father was before I could walk. He was driving a long stretch of road when he heard something that sounded like the tire going flat. He pulled over to check it out. I crawled over to the car door, leaning up against it. As I did, he opened the door and I tumbled out. Before my head hit the asphalt, his big hand scooped up my head, inches from impact.

He's the hardest working man in the world- until he gets home.

I love and respect him very much.

His health has been an issue since he had his first stroke at the age of 40.

Last week, at the age of 62, he bought brand new furniture for the first time in his life. He didn't seem too satisfied with this purchase.

He drinks a lot of coffee and smokes too many cigarettes.

Anyways, again, this is my dad. You can call him Bill.