Today is my dad’s birthday. He is the most patient human on earth. I remember all the times I would mess up running the backhoe; digging too deep or grinding the gears. Or when I wrecked the dump truck. (I was hauling a load of three-quarter minus, tried to do a 3-point turn and started sliding down the bank. It was too steep so I jumped out. Oops). My parents weren’t upset, they just wanted to make sure I was ok. I knew my parents were always on my side. I love you dad!