When I was a little kid, dad would drop me off at school in a scooter just like this. I would sit/stand in front and then enjoy the breeze and wave at people I knew or shout out their names just to let them know I was passing by. . . And sometimes dad would even sing me songs on the way. I felt like nothing could ever happen to me. He was and is my Hero.
This one's to you Papa.
Happy FATHER'S DAY.