To my father, who always looks out for me, even though that
once more than once meant driving three hours to my college town to fix the fan belt on my ancient Volkswagen. To my father-in-law, who, when asked to lend us a tool, instead came over and completed the job we wanted to use the tool for, because he is that generous. And, to my husband, who is not a dad yet, but who is so loving and strong, I know he will be a total pro at it someday.
Happy Father’s Day!