Reason to Be Happy #353:
If you have a good one, you know how lucky you are.
And, boy oh boy, am I lucky.
He gave me my sense of humor and my way of looking at stories. He gave me my love of books, and my treatment of reading as an almost competitive sport. He gave me To Kill a Mockingbird, which I would have gotten through school without ever having been required to read (criminal on the school's part, in my opinion!). In my dark times, he's supported me with the perfect blend of sympathy and pragmatism, without ever getting sappy. He never complains, so he reminds me through example—why should I?
We call him Atticus. Creep. Carlsbad the Kidnapper. Grumblehead. Dandy.
Happy Father's Day to the King of Mallard Ducks!