Sunday, September 8, 2013

There goes my hero, He's ordinary.

When I think of a hero of course I jump right to my father, he is just incredible in a million ways. he grew up in around the Carolinas. When he was about sixteen, he supported his mother mostly by himself. He quit football, where he probably would have gotten a scholarship  in order to make money for her.

He kinda looks like me.

 He now works at a distribution warehouse, where he's worked for 30 years. He's now pretty much the boss of the place though. He is also the chairman for the charity board and he goes on trips to impoverished countries to make wheelchairs for disabled people.
He is the bald one.

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