My dad and I have always been buddies. We love going to baseball games, watching Late Night with Jimmy Fallon, and drinking Coca-Cola. He's been my helper for every major move I've made as an adult, including driving cross-country to Chicago for grad school (one of our most favorite memories) and my most recent move to Albuquerque to be with Dale and start my new life as a married woman.
After shoulder surgery in high school, my dad helped me learn how to throw again so I could fulfill my dream of playing varsity softball. In fact, I even broke his nose in the process. Whoops. Good thing he's such a good sport.
