Last week, when my clutch began to fail, I called my dad for advice, as I always do when I have a car problem. Then we met up in Augusta and biked down the canal trail down to the old locks. He stood on the bank and within a few minutes figured out how they worked. Earlier that morning, we discussed the history of music theory. He loves to understand how things work, almost as much as he loves his kids.
My siblings and I owe much to our father: our interest in the natural world, our college educations, our appreciation of Al Green. So my 100th post is in honor of W.R. Okie III, the silver-bearded wonder from Hendersonville, NC. Already an expert in auto repair and plant genetics, he recently added "in-demand parenting guru" to his resume.
Happy birthday, Pa. Here's to many more years of home mechanics and tandem biking.
Posted by aokie at October 26, 2004 03:39 PM