When I got engaged he cried and supported me through it.
When I was in the hospital for a week during the winter, my dad drove six hours everyday to be with me during my visiting hours.
When I moved to Madison he bought me every nick-nack and gadget possible for my bike so I would "light up like a f-ing Christmas tree."
Today was my dad's birthday.
In return, I let him tell me corny jokes and quote The Godfather to his hearts content.
I also knit him a guitar strap and bought him a yo-yo, because he's a 13 year old in a 53 year old man's body.
Happy Birthday, Dad!