Dreams, Paper Boys and Hersheys

My dad turned 79 in September and I am so glad God has given him this many years on the earth.
He grew up in Alameda, California, and told us about when he was young, he sold the newspaper down on the docks to the longshoremen. He would get his pay and buy a box of Hersheys' chocolate bars. He would sit and eat every last one before he got home.
His dream was to be a fisherman. He always wanted to sit and fish on the ocean, mending his nets and spending time by himself.
Instead, my dad married at 23, had 5 children and became a school teacher, principal and then a superintendent before he retired.
He now lives in Oregon, with a wonderful woman he loves. He says she's changed him and I can only agree.
I am grateful for all he invested in our lives, and continues to invest. He's an encourager, a dreamer and a wonderful father.
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