The Last Gentleman

According to the patriarch of my family (my maternal grandfather), my dad is the last gentleman remaining on this earth. This is very possibly true. He is the most kind and steadfast man I know, and I have never ever heard him complain. And, you know what? He's a trucker, which seriously elevates his cool status. I came to be a lover of peanut butter sandwiches, cheesy eggs, and John Wayne movies (except Rooster Cogburn, ew) because of him.

So, to steal from my last boastful post, my dad is probably cooler than your dad. Love you, Dad!

Happy Father's Day to all the pro dads and new dads I know, and especially to Luke, who is soon to become an honorary member of Team Estrogen, whether he likes it or not.