Happy Father's Day, padre.
Whether we're working on my car in the garage, going on a roadtrip, or just having dinner together, I love hanging out with you. Last weekend, when you stopped to see me because you were half an hour away, really made my weekend. We haven't been very close since you and mom got divorced, but you'll always be my dad. I know you'll always be there when I need you.
I'm pretty sure that you're the only guy I know who doesn't mind when I throw up spaghetti all over you, and for that I know that you're the best dad in the world. I miss going to car shows and swap meets with you. I miss hanging out in the garage and going bowling and even doing laundry with you. Camping with you every other weekend, whether we went to an actual campground or just went in the backyard, provided me with some of the best memories of my childhood.
I love you, padre. You're the best dad ever. Happy Father's Day.
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