I scanned these pictures a few months ago while visiting my parents. My mom was bemused by my intrigue as I went through and carefully disassembled photo albums that hadn’t been disturbed for decades. My intention was to post a few of my favorite photos of my dad (I left out some sartorial gaffes in the ’70s) but when I started looking through them later on, it became clear to me that there was more to it than just sharing his style: these pictures remind me of many of his character traits I look up to. Although I’m sure he’s mellowed out quite a bit since his 20′s, he still is the reckless, confident man that won my mom over. He has small bouts of playfulness that peek out every now and again. He has good taste and strong opinions. And most importantly (not shown in pictures), he’s a man of faith and integrity who never hesitates to lead by example. In these past few years of adulthood I continue to realize how much I’ve been shaped by him, and am so thankful for his guidance and leadership. The more I find out about him, the prouder I am to call him my dad.

Happy Father’s Day.