There are three stages of a man's life: He believes in Santa Claus, he doesn't believe in Santa Claus, he is Santa Claus. ~Author Unknown

Here I am about to get sappy again.

It is Father's Day and I want to do a little bragging about mine. He is an artist, musician, mechanic, woodworker, and once upon a time Santa.  To me he has always been a source of inspiration.

He started out wanting to be an artist and went to college to learn more about it.  That's where he fell in love with more than just art. He met and married my mom and, as such things happen, soon had a daughter added to his list of things to worry about.

Despite working several jobs to help support his family, he never lost sight of his dreams.  He continued to paint and even found some time to join a band.  Music and art continued to fight for my father's attention....though I never had to.

He even joined my mother in a few Community Theater productions.  Acting didn't take as strong a hold on him as it did me, but if you look in the background of The Tree of Life, you just might see him milling around.  The greatest acting role he ever undertook, though, was that of Santa.  He was Santa for many children in our little town....and he loved it! 

Now he spends most of his energy on making and playing flutes.  He still dabbles in art, but it ebbs and flows according to his mood.  Through it all, he has been there for me....inspiring me and giving me wings to fly with. 

Thank You Dad!

Link to my father's music

link to my father's art

link to my father's poetry