My dad is a pretty cool guy. He’s seen and done a lot of interesting things in his 81 years. He’s basically an All-American type father, born on the Fourth of July, a dedicated runner, and one of the hardest workers I’ve ever known. I’d do well to work half as hard as he has in his life.
So yesterday, he got to add to his list of interesting stories. By merely stepping foot in West Virginia, he visited his 49th state. While visiting grandchildren and great grandchildren in North Carolina for Christmas, a logistical day trip to Bluefield, West Virginia was planned so this feat could be accomplished.
49 of the 50 states. Only Hawaii remains. Pretty cool in my book.
Merry Christmas, Dad!