There's some old saying about the exchange rate between pictures and words. I believe it's around 1:992, give or take. Anyway, I'll let the pictures do most of the talking here. I'm typically pretty lousy when it comes to giving gifts, but this Father's Day some things fell into place that I thought made up the perfect two-day tribute to my Dad.
Saturday morning, I got on the road early to beat all the other folks heading toward Sperryville, VA, where Dad used to take me when I was a kid..
Some shots from the hike
Sunday was another early start, as I joined nearly 500 other runners in racing the Charlottesville Men's 4-Miler, an event put on by UVa's Urology Department to raise awareness/$$ for Prostate Cancer research and other men's health issues. There were a lot of father-son tandems out there, including one that featured a kid no more than 7 years old who finished ahead of me. So that was humbling. :) My Dad wasn't there, but he was rooting and pushing me on all the same.
Here I am before the race. After the race I was in no shape to be photographed, although I did finish in under 32 minutes. [patting self on back]
So this is my Thank You and my I Love You to you, Dad. Thank you for teaching me to love a nice walk in the woods, how to take a deep breath and a good look around, how to share, but also how to appreciate the alone/quiet moments, how to take good care of my body (although it took me a little while to learn that lesson), how to be brave, and how to be a great father. That last one, I'm learning, is a bit of a conundrum. On one hand it seems to come naturally, instinctively. On the other hand it's the most challenging thing in the world and can't be taken for granted. So many don't have what I have. I'm one of the lucky ones, and I hope and pray that Henry can someday say the same.
Thank you, Dad, for putting me on the path.
I love you. Happy Father's Day.