My family and friends threw a fantastic party last weekend for my Dad and I. Papa turned 60 on August 2nd, and I turn 30 on August 30th. It was awesome. Great food, two cakes, two kegs of beer, very excellent company, hand-painted signs (mine had a bike; Dad’s had a Mustang) — it’s own name: JOHNAPOLOOZA (since we have the same name). A lot of people put a lot of work into a very nice evening. And I only got thrown in the pool once. My youngest brother, well, he went in three times. The last time, my sister-in-law and I just flipped him over the side.
My father and I look much more alike when I’m not bearded. He looked exactly like me in his 20s. I keep trying to convince him to grow a beard, but no luck. I think 30 years in the military have him liking to be clean-shaven. But now you see where I get my extreme hairiness from.
(Photo Friday: Young and Old, coincidentally.)
Very good photo of the two of you, cherish it!
Thank you! :-)
Johnny, Congrats to you and your Dad!!!