My Dad always used to let me win at ping pong and wrestling. He taught me how to bait a hook, build a bookshelf, speak my mind and stand up for myself. He once bought me an aquarium because I was upset that my best friend couldn't come spend the night and he hated to see me cry. I'll take the blame for the bad stuff about me, but credit for most of the good stuff goes to my dad.
Happy Birthday Dad.