For years I was really into the girl scouts. Every year there was a father daughter event I would drag my dad to. One of them was a 50's theme Father Daughter hop. If you know my dad well you know he does not dance, but my dad believed in taking one for the team when it came to us kids. So he indulged me in participating in the hula hoop contest, the bubble gum contest and even the twist off. Poor man was stuck akwardly shaking his hips to 50s music until the judges tapped us out. It's the small things he did that prove what an amazing man he was and I wish I didn't take his presence for granted because I miss him so much.