I love my dad. He is an avid Yankees fan and a muscle car enthusiast. He's a Stahl, which means chicken wings and euchre all night long. He works hard for his pay, and he is upset when the economy does not allow him to work. He has just recently (in the past two or three years) started using the Internet--first on the Wii, and now on his iPad. He has the same dorky sense of humor that I have. He doesn't talk much during a conversation, but he will make stupid comments every once in a while--just like me. He has a friend named Judson, and they talk on the phone and go to car auctions together. He gave me his thin frame, his oversize nose, his straight hair, and his dry skin. He is a creative speller. He is a good son and is constantly helping his parents with chores. He wants nothing more from life than work and see his teams win. I love him for all of this, and because he is my dad. To the best dad in the world... I am lucky to have you in my life. Happy Father's Day!!!!