Project

The doctors told Dad that the last few weeks of radiation would be tough. His exhaustion would peak. Of course, typical Dad, this is the time he picks to say, "Hey, let's lay those wood floors in your office!"

We'd had boxes of oak hardwood sitting behind our couch since April. Scott's Dad planned a visit in June to help him install our new office floor. But plans changed, and the wood was forgotten. Until about a week ago. Dad looked at this project as a way to keep his body and mind active. He had a slew of papers with measurements and notes -- proof that his brain is in good working order! And for two days he was up and down, in and out of the garage, carrying wood. Probably too much for him, but once Dad decides to do something, he does it from beginning to end.

I can't begin to list all of the improvements Dad's made in our various residences, but to name a few: new bathroom, new electrical system, plumbing, French Doors. Just a few months ago he put a whole kitchen in at Heather's house! Dad loves the satisfaction of a job well-done, and he loves helping his kids. The man is a multi-talented problem solver, and he can tackle a broad spectrum of fix-it challenges. I should mention that there's often frustrations and frequently cursing involved. But we forgive him.

Thanks, Dad, for the numerous home improvements -- big and small. And thanks, Linda!