Dad.
I won't get all emo here, but suffice to say my Dad is awesome. He also, at 60, does a lot of activities. And when you do shit, sometimes you get broken. To the tune of four plates, six weeks in a neck brace to protect a little break in the C5, a couple days in ICU, a new fork for his bike, a new helmet and a couple cool new scars. We're all pretty happy he's safe and on the road to recovery. Here's to family and to recoveries. And to him telling me in the midst of it all that he'd sign a model release.
Happy Mom.
Duo.
