Thanks Dad

When I was growing up my dad was one of my main "polishers." He taught me how to be kind and polite at parties or when talking to strangers, how to shake hands like a real person and not a fish and how to sell myself (in a good way) during an interview. He would even write my talks for me when I had to speak in church or primary, before I was smart enough to write them myself. With a little practice and some coaching from my mom, I delivered them in a surprisingly convincing manner. Well, today is no different. I had a meeting at work and needed to get some information put together in a pleasing manner. I sent it to my dad and he made an Excel document for me with formulas that actually worked! My Excel doc's are always a little more on the primitive side. Anyways, my boss was very impressed with "my" work. It made me think of how thankful I was for an extremely intelligent dad who is always there to help me. He is the best example of service that I have ever known. In short, thanks, Dad- you're the best!