My Father

Just like Grandma Edith (his Mother) my Father would say "I probably broke your camera" every single time I photographed him. He'll wrinkle his nose when I tell him he is on my blog, but I'm very proud of him. My father has my highest respect, and he's a Veteran of the Vietnam War.

He's a true hero to me. He's always been there for me and my family. He took care of my Mother for years before her passing—as well as all four of my grandparents, in their remaining years. Always putting others before himself, even if it takes a toll on his own health. He is my greatest friend—my dad, Roger. This is in honor of you on Veteran's Day.