I'm starting this post while taking a quick break from packing my dad Tom's parachute for his birthday skydive tomorrow. I hadn't felt compelled to make a big deal about him jumping on his 70th freaking birthday, but I now realize it IS a big deal.
My dad has pretty much always been the man I aspire to be. He's a father, Christian, a patriot, an athlete, an adventurer, a caretaker, and just one hell of a good guy. He's soft spoken, but not a pushover. Well, I won't get too mushy, besides, what more can I say that this doesn't...Tomorrow Dad's going to go make (another) skydive to celebrate his 70th birthday. Oh, and no assistance necessary. He's got this.
UPDATE!!!
Survival pics!
Gotta add a couple of things. One, we are still some pretty kick-ass skydivers after all this time. Two, some things never change. Three, our skydiving friends are some of the most giving and cool people around. Thanks everyone! I got to enjoy a very special day with my dad. I think he might have had fun too.
