And here's me and my dad in 1977, when I was three years old:
But in 1987, my Dad and I shared an unexpected interest. He took me to see Wall Street, and I became entranced by the exciting world of stock trading.
As a teenager, I reaffirmed my true love for art. As a grown-up, my joy and job is learning, creating and sharing art. Would I have been wealthier as a stock broker? Yes. Am I happier as an artist? Yes.
In retrospect, what I valued most was the time my dad and I spent together, knowing we had something in common.
And I presented it to him:
Thank you, Dad.
And happy Father's Day, everyone. In what ways has your dad encouraged you?