|The kind of guy who goes out with tattoos on his forehead unashamedly.|
Born in 1950, my dad has had a pretty long run. He survived through the Cold War, the Vietnam war, some rather terrible administrations, and my uncle being a perpetually pissy panda. In all of that time, only one of those things managed to take a part of him in the exchange, that being Vietnam when he took an RPG to the everything. He lost an eye, the use of two fingers, was left with many scars, and a mess of shrapnel floating around in him that will likely be in there until the day he dies. He was a soldier by choice and that is a life that tends to leave a mark. It can't always be all G.I. Joe type fun bits with lasers and silly snake voices. War is harsh in real life.
|Although, to be fair, it's much harsher in the G.I. Joe comics than in the cartoon.|
|He also has a penchant for looking like a biker without even trying.|
|You will always be my hero, Pop. Always.|
|That awkward moment when you realize you may have subconsciously copied your dad's hairstyle.|