Happy Fathers Day to my pops! From a young age, I always saw myself in you. I wanted to dress like you, wear matching polo shirts, I’d try to wear your jeans then use your belt to cinch them tight. I’d steal your tools and plywood then go out in the yard to learn how to build things. Just like you. I admired your kind heart, your gentle spirit, how much you adored mom and your unwavering commitment to our family. So much of who I am, is you. And I couldn’t be more proud. I love you, Pops. ❤️