So, in true Lindsey fashion I want to post a tribute to him in the fashion of a list.
Here are 50 reasons why I love my dad:
10: He is over a foot taller than me and has been at least that for my whole life, ever since I was small I have believed my dad could build or fix anything (especially a car that has the same engine as a 1991 Buick LeSabre), he let us pound nails into a wooden stool so we could work in his “shop” or the garage with him while he fixed things”, he can explain most everything with a lemonade stand story, he chaparoned our youth trips, when i was small and we’d drive to Iowa in the station wagon he’d let me sit in the front seat while we drove through the night and listen to me chatter on and on while mom and maggie slept, he gives really good hugs, when you are learning to play a card game with him he is always willing to explain good strategy through out the game to help you out, he makes incredible chicken, he built us a playhouse in the backyard and let us climb on the roof…
20: He always danced with me at weddings, he is really good at communicating with people and teaching us to be good communicators, he’s the only one in our family who calls all our extended family regularly, he takes the time to get to know my friends and take them out for dinner, he can fall asleep watching golf but “still be watching it” if you try to change the channel, he was able to help mom and I survive my crazy years, he naturally leads…even when not designated to be a leader…and he is amazing at it, he always believes in me, he took me on my first big roller coaster, he taught me to be a leader…
30: He loves helping people, he has on occasion mowed the lawn in a polo shirt, wind pants, and deck shoes, he’s willing to fly up early to spend time with me before business trips…or come up even if he doesn’t have a business trip, he is part of the IBM mob, he can remember all the people he delivered papers to when he was little, he has always worked hard to take care of us, he says he’s sorry when he’s been crabby, he’s always been super involved at church using his gifts to serve God, he taught me to balance my “lion-ness” and respect other people’s personalities…
40: He knows how to help me see his point without telling me what to do, he always says “i’m proud of you”, he was a dad who helped around the house, he isn’t afraid to hold hands with mom or kiss her in the kitchen, he’s the person I call when my car breaks and I don’t know what to do…and he always knows, he lets us pick the restaurant and order dessert if we want to, he has a great laugh, he always drove up to MN to pick me up and drop me off at school, he was willing to trust me make my own decisions, he is an expert sleeping bag roller-upper…
50: He loves watching people “get it” and get connected, he would get up and golf at 6 in the morning on saturdays so the day could be spent with the family, he loves to go on “drives”, he taught me to enjoy the process of learning and teaching not just the outcome, he taught me to see the big picture, he can eat pickled gizzards and other unusual animal parts, he is an expert caldisac parking attendant and is incredibly spacially gifted (comes in handy for loading the trunk with 3 women and a dog on vacations!), no problem is ever un-solvable, he loves Jesus, and he’s my dad.
No list could ever capture all the things I love about him…but here’s a start…I love you dad, happy birthday!