Memory of My Dad

Last night after Home Evening we watched an episode of The Amazing Race.

The contestants could choose a task of fixing a puncture in a bicycle tube.
I remember my Dad showing me how to do that when I was a child.

Tender moment. 
Thanks for teaching me Dad. 
Thanks for the memory too.

I learnt A LOT from you.

(Of course he was much younger than in this pohotograph.  I only have album photos of him at that age.  Perhaps I will discover how to convert them to digital.  Decisions!  Decisions!  Decisions!)