He played ball with you. Or he didn’t. He helped with math. Or read a book. He was a banker or a writer, an artist or an architect. He held your hand, wiped your nose, listened closely, or from afar. He gives car advice. He runs with you, to you and for you. He might ski. He is a kind, attentive listener. Or he’s highly distracted and always on the go. No matter what kind of dad, who dad is, we salute him. For without Dad – we would not be who we are. Thanks, Dad.