My dad was awesome

I just vividly remembered Saturday afternoons at the Shuby house wherin my dad would move from project to project while sporting:

-a white tee
-cutoff jean shorts
-black socks and sandals

...most natural thing in the world. He had wicked good taste in music, but damned if he'd ever thought twice about what was going on his person on a weekend.

I'm gonna stew on that and smile for a bit.