For the last three years, I haven't exactly been the most supportive daughter when it comes to my dad and his love affair with the boat club. He was active before being elected to Vice Commodore or Rear Commodore...I can't remember which was first. His involvement just didn't overshadow other areas of his life until that moment. Dad has missed some things that I had hoped he'd attend and when he was absent, my mom was almost always too. Needless to say, it's made living over eight hours away difficult.
Still we made our way to Michigan to support Commodore Dan and Lady Pam at their club's annual Commodore's Ball, honoring the two of them. I'm extremely proud of my dad for his commitment and achievement. However, I'm anxiously awaiting the day he passes the gavel to the next person in line and we "get him back." (Just over seven months to go, but who's counting?!)
I wish I had more family photos but Tony and Cody were sick and Miles refused to let us take his photo.
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