To charity softball games that leave you aching and bitching and most of all, laughing your ass off all the way back home . .
To the lessons you carry with you, the ones that warm you when life gets colder . .
To Tim Tam slams. If you ain’t done it, you gotta . .
To fraps with the most beautiful girl in the world. She will always be that little girl I used to sing to sleep with Stevie Wonder songs . .
To another deep run by the Chicago Blackhawks, the best show on ice . .
To going to see Pitch Perfect not once, but twice. And for not being the least bit ashamed of it . .
To a Father’s Day hike that went away for a while but is coming back for good . .
To Ash. For telling it like it is, every single time. There are friends who tell you what you want to hear, and then there’s Ash. She is my consigliere- a trusted voice who offers wise counsel and a strong presence when the day is giving me nothing . .
To summer. What took you so long? . .