My father is a brave man...

That's one of the things I always appreciated about growing up in my family... My dad wasn't afraid to let us try stuff. Now, my dad tried way too much stuff in his childhood.  Let me tell you...if he filled a blog with his stories, it would NOT be boring! Like when he tried putting a motor on his bicycle... or when he tried rolling the cars in his dad's junk yard... My dad probably had ADD long before it was a medical diagnosis... Back then they called kids like him a "handful".  :-) Anyway...by the time I got my driver's permit, I had already had lots of time behind the wheel of cars and other forms of transportation... I could always swing a hammer and I was never afraid of power tools. I'm so thankful that my Dad is still here to share a few of these experiences with Beth, too! (Better him than me...)