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The Bar Raiser...

A man whose wit and humor keeps people smiling all around. I am almost mighty sure I get a large chunk of my creative side from him. Eternally busy and socially engaged, certainly there's a huge influence he has had in the man I am today in every way.  A small write up to say thanks and how much I love and respect the man! 

Every time I think I have gotten closer
You raise the bar further…
When I feel like I’ve woken up a better person 
Your smile reassures me there miles to go before I sleep
With every victory and any accomplishment
Your composure reminds me to stay humble..
The greatest lesson I ever learned, 
Wasn’t taught in any school I went to
You taught me, how there would be something to learn
From everyone I will meet through the journey of life
You showed me how to respect every woman
I would meet, I would date, I would work with,
I would befriend, I would grow up around
You lead by example, on how we were equal in every way
When I start something new,I begin with passion
Your chase for perfection and dedication in everything you do
Are two things I will never stop trying to emulate.
I will die a happy man, 
If I ever become half the human you have been
A loving husband, A giving human being
A passionate man, A doting father.
My Hero, My role model, My Idol
My Mentor, My critic, My Friend.
My Bar Raiser.. My Appa .. 

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