I can guarantee my Dad wasn't half as smart when I was 16 as he was when I turned 30. Still can't figure out how he caught up and passed me.
He's been gone since '82 but I can still feel him slipping up behind me, ready to slap me in the back of the head when I screw up.
Mama taught me about art and cooking and books. My old man (and his Daddy) gave me my hands and my seat and taught me my work ethic and how to read horses and cattle.Z