Many of you know how great my dad Jake is. For those who don’t, you’re missing out. I would love to hear anyone’s best “Jake” story. Because there are a million of them, and I would do him a disservice to pick just one.
In the meantime:
Thank you for being the guy who gave me my first pocket knife, hatchet, canoe paddle and being the one who taught me how to use them.
For being the guy who taught me the meaning of the phrase “If you knew wrestling, you wouldn’t get into this situation.”
For quitting jobs with high pay to take lower paying jobs that allowed you to come to my wrestling meets and then going on to rock those industries and become the best at that.
You are the reason I know “That which one man can do, another can do.”
Thank you for being the dad all our friends wished was their dad growing up.