The right way to handle things, the wrong way to handle things, and my least favorite of them all: The “I don’t know–you tell me” way to handle things.
If I compiled a list of all the things I’ve learned from my father, I’m certain it would have no end. My dad is totally blue collar, capable of what most think is impossible. He sports the same pearl snap shirts he debuted in the 1980’s and would probably still be wearing the matching Wranglers he rocked to his pastime college rodeos had he not gained an extra 40 pounds. Continue reading