If you grew up in the 80s I am pretty sure you had a dad similar to mine…we didn’t spend money on going anywhere besides our backyard. The cheapest, most simplest times were the best times.
I met this single dad while being here in Oklahoma and his kind, hippy heart reminded me of home. He loves his girls the way my dad loved me. He would sip on Budweiser and enjoy every single moment in the sun that we could soak up together. I have yet to meet a kindred spirit to my father until I met Wes and his short shorts.