55 years ago today, the man I would call my father was born. (wow, that was dramatic. whatever.) Anyways, today is the day - well, here on the west coast; back in VA it is probably tomorrow already. Daddy, even though you live way across the country and we don't get to see eachother or talk as much as I'd like, I love you so much! We are way too similar and bicker like an old married couple, but I am and always was a daddy's girl. I am still so very proud of you for being brave enough to pick up your entire life, sell your beloved business, and move all the way across the country - now you get to play with guns, meet incredibly random celebrities, drive cars around tracks, build bombs, shoot at the enemy, and basically live every boy's fantasy every day! I hope the next 55 are filled with many more adventures!
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