Big Hunks and Bondo

I remember going to work with my father as a child. I would spend all day cleaning up his work area. Organizing his toolbox, sorting nuts and bolts and watching him work. He used to buy me a BIG HUNK from the vending machine. The smell of Bondo and nougat candy always bring me back to the body-shop. A couple years ago Dad cleaned out his garage and gave his old Auto body working tools to Joe.

Tonight when Joe got them out for me to use, He said, "You should call your Dad and invite him over, Tell him you have a project for him."

Well, Dad can come over any time but I don't think he'll want to work on my project. I'm going to take all that I learned by watching him and have at it myself.  (I may be calling for advice)
Tonight I banged out my first ever dented fender! It was fun. It was sweet for me. It was really loud! Now I understand why I have to make eye contact with Dad when I speak! Anyways, Here's to you Dad. Thanks for the memories and the education!

Phantom Plane

Looking out the window of the airplane I was on. The picture really does not do the shadow and light refraction ring justice, but it is cool! (You may have to tilt your screen to see it.)

(The best part of ) Mt. Rainier

Any Guesses?

Exactly what I said......

"Andrew, please pile the wood scraps neatly next to the woodshed."
Exactly what I got: Wood scraps neatly piled next to the woodshed!

Traditions

Last day of school mustache! (his own hair)
I love his humor.

It's True!

There Really Is A Pacific Northwest Sock & Sandal Guy!