This pic made me remember
Dad trying to teach me how to drive a stick shift. Then the later lesson on how to pump my own gas (why in the heck would I do that when a nice guy would come out and do it for me???

) It was a speedy ride home after Dad spilled gasoline all over the crotch of his khakis.:shock: Man I miss him- he was such a classic.
Bdarg misses my dad too - when we first started dating, my Dad waited until the 3rd or 4th time that Bdarg came to the house before he told him that he knew a barber who could help him get rid of his ponytail problem.
Unfortunately Bdarg spent his own Father's Day stuck in traffic on I-65, where he had to sit for 3 hours, pee in roadside forest, and listen to the rest of us whine. I'm gonna try to throw him a better day later this week!