Portrait of my Father

When I was a kid, my father told me everyday, 'You're the most wonderful boy in the world, and you can do anything you want to'. I watched this Great man with thick calluses on 

both hands work fifteen and sixteen hours a day. I saw him once literally bleed from the bottoms of his feet, a man who came here uneducated, alone, unable to speak the language, who taught me all I  needed to know about faith and hard work by the simple eloquence of his example. He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.


I Love you Dad.